My father doesn't talk about death because he cares more about leaving behind a good reputation. My mother is skilled at evading death-talk because she is afraid and doesn’t want to sever all ties with her loved ones. My older brother doesn’t speak about death because he thinks he is courageous enough to face all kinds of situations. My younger brother doesn’t mention death because he is so busy enjoying life, here and now. I often think of death.
sunrays drift
in and out of the window
autumn dusk
sunrays drift
in and out of the window
autumn dusk
June, 2009 issue of Word Catalyst
