My mother-in-law asked, as I prepared dinner, if we should save empty chicken breast packaging. The plastic wrapper torn jagged. Its bottom littered with white clumps of fat and red veins cut. The absorbent pad discolored and swollen pink with raw meat juice. Is this something to be saved? No, I tell her; it’s trash.…… Continue reading Soy Sauce & Anger
Tag: Alzheimer's
Chalk Board
Echos of our former life ring in the drip from the kitchen sink. “Saturday” is scrawled on the chalk board. Empty. Hallow. Inauthentic because we do not live here anymore. We pass through on our way back to there. My mother-in-law’s house. “Saturday” mocks. How long has it been since regularly scrawling the day’s name,…… Continue reading Chalk Board
Confessions of a Sinner 