description of death
by Meg Baird
He’s a busy man He’s
not there with you in your pain and/or
torment at the end He comes once. To take you home. He is not Satan, Lucifer, or evil. He spends most of his time at “sudden death.”
It kind of takes your breath away to think about it. Have some respect.
Meg Baird
can be found in the ezine archives of Yellow Mama, Twisted Sister, Anemone
Sidecar, Open Heart Forgery, Apollo’s
Lyre, and Prachya Review, as well as the paper publications Fluidity, CV2: Poetry Only, Expressions,
and Fourth Floor Images. She enjoys
performing in cafes, libraries, bars and special events. Poetry, her own and
that of others, has saved her life on more than one occasion. Say no more!
Bernice Holtzman’s paintings and collages have appeared in shows at various venues
in Manhattan, including the Back Fence in Greenwich Village, the Producer’s
Club, the Black Door Gallery on W. 26th St., and one other place she
can’t remember, but it was in a basement, and she was well received.
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