Please stop screaming. I've tried ear plugs and salt baths, aromatheraputic tinctures, paper bag blow. A broom tail to algorithmic ceilings. Shoulders slumped over organs, barely thrumming. Predators chew into weakened arms for fight, for flight. Fingers tap your screen. Beg for attention. Come find what's left of me under the bed.
Letters to Grandma
My Grandpa Ben is going to a nursing home today. He's been sliding into the depths of dementia for a few years now, and my nearly 90 year-old Grandma Dot can no longer take care of him on her own. It will be the first time in over 65 years that they will be living apart. There is sadness and an inevitable loneliness that may ensue, so I'm thinking of ways I can brighten their spirits 3000 miles away. In addition to doing what I can (writing letters, sending pictures, calling often and having food delivered), I'm asking friends and strangers to send letters about their own grandparents to my Grandma Dot. How have your grandparents influenced you? What was/is their story? How did they meet? How much time did/do you spend with them? What were/are their talents and quirks? What did/do they smell like? Etc. If you are interested in sending a letter, please send me an email.
XOXOX
Grandma Dot and Grandpa Ben. Their wedding day in Central Park, NYC.