Tag Archives: end of life

Farewell

Since my last post here in August of 2011—from Beijing, to London, to Marseille, to Yerevan, Armenia—Alice and I have seen the world.  In the process, the drawings and stories that are here on this blog have become a book, … Continue reading

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The Lobster Quadrille

the lobster quadrille My mother, Alice, practiced dying on a regular basis. “Get a shower curtain or something to put under me, would you?” In the middle of Alzheimer’s disease, she retained the bit of scientific knowledge that our bodies … Continue reading

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Umbillicus

Umbilicus I was never close to my mother, not counting those first nine months and the six months that followed when she breastfed me unlike most mothers in the scientific 1960s. “We’re mammals! Of course I breastfed you,” she had … Continue reading

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Sublimierung und Selbstverachtung

Sublimierung und selbstverachtung “Dana, can you come here?” Alice called from the sofa, her voice high and panicked, as though a bat might be circling overhead. The blanket that I had tucked loosely around her toes at the start of her nap … Continue reading

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