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Poem: Carrol & Dolores

This poem was written in January 2012 in honor of my Grandpa “Pete.” My grandpa died of Parkinson’s and Dementia; his wife Dolores, along with all of his children and grandchildren, took care of him for many months in his home as he slowly passed. I wrote this poem in reflection of a day I spent with him and the moments...

What I look like to me.

When you take a photo of yourself, life continues on its forward path, but a photo encapsulates a few seconds that will never be replicated. A photo is a permanent seal on a moment when your hair bent a certain way, your skin had those couple flaws, your eyes mirrored the lens, or looked through it, your face was still...