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the duration of love

i drove
the ocean
with my sister

i told her
how i learned
our mom had cancer
right before i boarded
the train to
my first
comic con

and how
when i drive
one stretch of
this freeway,
i remember
talking to my mom
while looking out
at the ocean
so vast and
how enormous
(wider than the ocean)
it felt to know
we would not
have many

but, today,
talking with madeline,
i reached that stretch
of freeway
and felt


like my mom
and my godfather,
and my grandpa g
wrapped parts of
their love into me

and i feel them
(not the loss of their bodies)
in these moments:
the warmth of love
wrapped around me,
a cocoon of forever,
the duration of love


  1. May 20, 2016 at 11:30 am

    Thud. 😃

  2. May 20, 2016 at 1:27 pm

    Isn’t it amazing (and wonderful) that love is so fragile – and so eternal.

  3. May 20, 2016 at 5:14 pm


  4. May 20, 2016 at 7:23 pm

    This was really touching and I found it inspiring as I deal with my own mom’s illness. Thank you for sharing.

  5. May 21, 2016 at 6:59 pm

    Wonderful. Enjoy the time spent with your sister.💓

  6. May 25, 2016 at 8:05 am

    Beautiful my dear. I often drive the road in which I received the call that my father had passed. Along the route is an old tree, rooted strong and growing over/up/around all it touches. It is a reminder that Ed isn’t gone, but more with me than ever.

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