When my mom got the cancer, I wanted her to have the best post-death experience ever. She had this thing about being buried alive.
Tell Me Something Wonderful by MT Cozzola
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Grey Seal by MT Cozzola
Last night I met up with an old song. It had been years, but we recognized each other on sight.
Toothbrush by MT Cozzola
“You have got to be kidding me.” We’re standing in Mom’s bathroom, my brother David and I, tugging on opposite ends of a toothbrush. Until two days ago, we called this Dad’s bathroom, even years after he died.
Third Waterfall by MT Cozzola
At the base of the third waterfall I am shaking, with cold now and with fear because I no longer trust my limbs. I’ve tried once already to climb it, but this waterfall is not just a little steeper than the last one.
