I feel five pounds away from being overweight. I haven’t ever really been overweight before but now, it seems like whatever this feeling is, could overtake me.
I am one of five kids. About to go with the youngest of us to say our final farewell to the youngest of our three brothers.
There is nothing more to be said. It has all been said before: in every way it should and should not be. Written, sung, drawn, or dreamed; we tried it all.
I will leave this house, drive to her house and together, we will drive to his house. There will be tears.
He has lost so much weight in these last five months that if he loses 5 more pounds, he will surely die.
But he is dying. And after he dies, we will have about 5 pounds of his cremated ashes to scatter.
Can dread weigh five pounds?