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To the nines

“Form is exactly emptiness, emptiness exactly form.” Buddhist “Heart of Perfect Wisdom Sutra” Sam, It is the year of the Monkey, the ninth of twelve animals in the Chinese zodiac cycle. And, the ninth year of living without you—and your monkey-hugs.

Reggie, my heart therapy

He sees me June 27, 2014. He loves a freshly cut lawn. He does a down-dog-stretch before squeezing through the rectangular flap of a door. Outside. Sniffing a path, he finds a patch of sun and flops onto his side. Lying still for a minute, he soaks up the warmth […]

Day 29, “Deaf”

Sam's poem: "Deaf"

Poem #29: “Deaf” By Sam K. (age 9) Some people say noise hurts their head Some people say they wish they were dead all because it’s oh so loud but I am absolutely wowed for I cannot hear a thing not a single jingle or a ring I cannot think of […]