Let me not die the little death of a little life little lived...tiny hearts, whales and their ginormous hearts, and the human heart and what a spectacularly fragile organ it is. By Brian Doyle - that’s it! The one that makes you tear up with the beauty of life and death every time you read it. By lived I mean..
c.reigel
St. Paul, MN, United States
Selected work (3 publications)
All I want to do isWalk through a gust
Of deep-fried air. Tear at
An onion ring. Peel the skin, suck
The translucent bone, animalistic and
Alive with salivation. Take you to a grassy knoll.
There there, I think, as I gently brush my fingers against your
Forehead..
mental illness
The First Time I Visit my Dead Dad's GraveWe stand there as if there were some secret code that you receive once someone you love has, dare I say it, coded. “Clever,” I think to myself. And we are not well prepared. Just dressed in one-layered coats with hands roughly shoved to the bottom...
grief