
Grief Dialogues The Book
We Danced
We danced when we thought you would live. We were tourists among the ghosts in Old Town Albuquerque walking past the crowds past the Navajo
We danced when we thought you would live. We were tourists among the ghosts in Old Town Albuquerque walking past the crowds past the Navajo
Stage 7: Schizophrenia I saw his voice.I smelled his shadow. My love, he said,I did not want to leave you. Stage 15: Widow Brain You