Two Sonnets About the Sucky Side of Resurrection

Lazarus From the cave I walked into the darkness I once called day, and gagged upon the smells. My sisters wore the ashes of distress; I loosened my shroud and poor Marta fell. I despaired to find myself back in hell. Some error had returned me to the world of dull-eyed beasts, of shit and … Continue reading Two Sonnets About the Sucky Side of Resurrection

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“Sandra Stringer, 1930 – 2017” or, the wretched life of an old sourpuss

Some people go to their graves angry, unhappy, and utterly closed off to all possible goodness in their lives.