Coping With Grief
Embracing Strangers
As the driver pulls into the ambulance bay at the hospital, a wave of relief washes over me. Now that we have arrived, I can
October 28, 2024
As the driver pulls into the ambulance bay at the hospital, a wave of relief washes over me. Now that we have arrived, I can
I never thought much of them. To me, they were just some tall and ugly wildflowers in my least favourite colour. Orange. But my father
It cowers in the corner, newly born. I turn my spite-soaked back, riddled with resentment and pull the thin veil to sink beneath its cover.
Grandma Dee called friends and family to report that she had twins. We went the very next day to her high-rise Baltimore apartment. Shaded by
When I fold them, I see you my devoted launderer, how you washed and dried and folded for decades in our small attic laundry, where
I had reservations about transitioning into my forties. Everyone offered worst-case scenarios about what to expect, from needing reading glasses to predicting the weather with
Editor’s Note: Earlier this year, the book Seasons of Grief: Creative Interventions to Support Bereaved People, edited by Claudia Coenen came out. It included a chapter
These poems are from her book Dear Me: Poems of loss, grief, and hope in New York’s darkest days Forever I hadn’t considered what was
The doctor wheeled the gurney carrying Anna into the elevator. Her breathing had slowed considerably. A few more breaths and the once vibrant lady whose
Don’t change the channel when I’m grieving. It’s in people to want to protect us and make us feel better. But I put this on
