“In the darkest part of the night, when your husband and your son are sleeping, you wonder about death: If courage crumples in the face of it. If it comes like an avalanche, carrying with it the debris that was your life. If you’ll sense it in the stillness of things, smell its crisp approach on the air, or if you’ll only hear that terrible thunder telling you that you’re too late, that before you have a chance to turn and see it, it will be upon you, this furious advance of snow and ice and trees and wind, this angry charge that is only gravity, calling you home.”
Excerpt from “How It Ends” by Louise A. Blum, published in The Sun March 2020 issue
Image sourced from: https://talesfromweirdland.tumblr.com/post/187357380524/art-by-keith-caves , Artist: Keith Caves
Wow, wish I had read the whole thing. Maybe I should reconsider.
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maybe! i recommend it!
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