On Louise
(upon the death of Louise Hay)
You and your thoughts were there in a way that The Bible couldn't be.
There's almost no way to express how opaque the Bible was
When I reached out and there were no words.
I only had the catechism and that was a mantra I could repeat to speak through the fear.
Then came Louise.
The voice of a Bible that spoke in sentences, not mythology.
The affirmations that were so silly, yet
So tangible when you are dying of something that has no cure.
Then you look up and you say, "Thank you toaster for helping you make all those meals."
Thank your toaster.
*on her passing, Sept. 2, 2017, New York Times obit
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