don’t do anything serious

Libby tried many times to commit suicide. I don’t know when her first try was, in my memory attempts have blended into attempts. It wasn’t every week of anything, there’d be months, years, between tries, but Libby trying kill herself was an idea we all lived with. On one of her last attempts she rang…

Since Time

Eighteen months is forever to a dragonfly. Ask that dead one on the deck that the cat hasn’t had the decency to eat. She eats everything else, that cat. Especially possum face, but that’s another story. Eighteen months is a long time and no time at all. My sister, Libby, died eighteen months ago. She…