Memoir & Autobiographies
I’m not Here
Blank papers rustles about by the windDried ink pots are cracked from neglectI suppose there are lines I’m supposed to writeThere are emotions I ...Beloved Brother Gone-Part 2
The visit to Ottawa ended. Nothing had been resolved. It was clear Sudhir needed to continue under supervised care, and he was sick of ...My Mother’s Strength
My mother taught me strength. The way she sauntered into university boardrooms Wearing spiked heels she carried to the car Because it was still ...The Holiday’s Over
The sound of jingling bells drifts away The fading glitter of fireworks bid farewell My grandma’s cologne warm scent lingers on the couch Signaling ...Beloved Brother Gone-Part 1
In the hushed, soft-lit room, Sudhir lies in a pine coffin draped with a white cloth. Munna, my younger sister, and I arrange white ...It’s a Different Kind of Christmas this Year
Christmas music is one of my favorite parts of the holiday season. I have a strong emotional reaction to music. Lyrics speak to me ...Ma Millie-13
Even though Millie has ceased to be a daily presence, her passing leaves a painful emptiness. John and I feel the absence of her ...The New White Life
Crisp white flakes pour down They paint earth’s brown canvas bright They bring forth new lifeMa Millie-12
Previously, I had stated, “And thus ended the year 1991 Anno Domini.” Not entirely, though! The year 1991 is also the year Millie leaves ...
