My father died last Sunday morning. I was awakened by the call around 3 am. His partner Maya told me he’d passed away and I couldn’t find the words to respond. He’d been sick for the last two years. Cancer and chemo and his body hadn’t reacted well to both. Final diagnosis was Leukemia—a...
Political Telephone Solicitor: “did you know your vote counts!?”Me: “counts for what?”PTS: “it’s your right for change!”Me: “ah, I keep voting, shit keeps getting worse.”PTS: “but imagine if you didn’t vote.”Me: “you wouldn’t call me?”PTS: “no, how bad everything could be!”Me: “it could be worse than this!?”PTS: “yes! Much worse!”Me: “well, thanks. You’ve cheered...
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