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“When you died, you died in small doses. You had trouble speaking. You forgot who was beside you. You were suddenly furious and in a panic of outrage. You wished you could be saintly. You wished you weren't so weak. You suddenly felt better and fooled yourself into believing that a miracle was about to happen. Well, wasn't that all a dirty rotten thing to pull on somebody.”

Book:The House of Broken Angels

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The House of Broken Angels

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Luis Alberto Urrea

Luis Alberto Urrea, born in 1955, is a renowned Mexican-American poet. His works blend Mexican and American cultures and explore themes such as identity, family, and social justice. Urrea's poetry is known for its profound emotion and rich imagination, winning the hearts of readers. more

“How are you? I'm shattered, thanks, how are you? I walk aimlessly through the rooms of my house, what have you been up to? I have woken up in the middle of the last 240 nights in a heart-pounding sweat, what's new with you? I sometimes wish I would never wake up, have you been on vacation this year? I ache for the arms of my sweetheart to hold me tight, how's your family? I feel barren and useless and creepy and mundane, seen any good movies lately? I'm terrified that I'll feel this way forever, I like that sweater you're wearing. I keep seeing his body on the hospital gurney, don't you love this weather. My broken heart is in my throat, let's do lunch. I'm so completely and utterly tired of being sad, thanks, how are you?”

Death Poetry Loss Grief Dying Poem Grieving Mourning Widows Spouses

Author:Christine Silverstein

“So much of life’s hardship becomes more bearable when you are able to build and lean on a network of loyalty, support, and love, and gather around you people...who will stand by you and help you. But the thing is you have to let them in; you have to let them see the heartache, pain, and vulnerability, and not cloak those things in a shameful darkness, and then you have to let those people who care about you help you.”

Life Death Dying Living Mortality

Book:The Unwinding of the Miracle: A Memoir of Life, Death, and Everything That Comes After

Source: The Unwinding of the Miracle: A Memoir of Life, Death, and Everything That Comes After

“I love you. I want to know what you are going through, if not now, then some day I want to sit with you and hear it. My imagination is not big enough to comprehend the emotions you are having. How small and insignificant all of this worldly stuff must seem to you. Can you talk? You must miss him intensely. You must think about him in every moment. Which is harder for you, being alone or being in the world of people? Life must feel surreal to you.”

Death Poetry Loss Grief Dying Poem Grieving Mourning Widows Spouses

Author:Christine Silverstein

“Feel sorry for yourself. Sure, your tiny steel-ribbed mother told you never to do that, But who the hell is going to do it for you? "Piangi, piangi," the old man in the opera tells Violetta. "Cry, honey, cry." Do it right. Do it yourself.”

Death Poetry Loss Grief Dying Poem Grieving Mourning Widows Spouses