My mother sends me pictures
of herself. At first, I thought
this odd. I know what she
looks like. My father says
that people do this when they
think they are dying, send
things out – knick knacks
from the attic, baby pictures,
ephemera. My father says
most people think they are
dying. I too have started to
send pictures of myself out.
of herself. At first, I thought
this odd. I know what she
looks like. My father says
that people do this when they
think they are dying, send
things out – knick knacks
from the attic, baby pictures,
ephemera. My father says
most people think they are
dying. I too have started to
send pictures of myself out.
“
| — | From Postage Partum by Nik de Dominic |
