“I am too sick to work and haven't money enough to last 2 months and pay income tax. I want to keep going but do not see quite how, and there is no alternative - rather than justify my mother's 25-year dread of my "coming back on her, sick," I must kill myself. If she has to pay funeral costs, at least she will cut them to the bone and I will not be here to endure her martyrdom and prolong it by living.” IfsWantYearsEnoughLastsMotherPayCuttingHavensMonthsCostTaxesSickEndureBonesIncomeAlternativesJustifyKeep GoingFuneralDreadComing BackIncome TaxMartyrdom Author:Rose Wilder Lane
“like any Irish mother, I am scar tissue to the bone.” MotherBonesScarIrelandTissuesScar Tissue Author:Jennifer Stone
“I grow old, I grow old, the center will not fold. In youth I had hardening of the categories and looked for the father and the mother in every lover. Then I cracked. Then I fragmented. Then the old man in my soul found the god in herself, not in some Jungian fairy tale but in the flesh that fell from the bones and the words that came into my mouth when the look went out of their eyes.” MenLooksSoulEyeMotherFoundFatherGrowsYouthLoversMouthsBonesFleshTalesMy SoulFairyOld ManCategoriesFairy TaleFoldsCrackedFragmented Author:Jennifer Stone