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The girl is escaping the house, delightedly.

One had a day; one had a year.

(RMS, September 2021.)

One hundred and thirteen years.

One hundred and eleven years.

We know you were terrified, brave, horrified, strong, resilient, panicked, and courageous, and we honor you this night of the year. Death is not failure. Your lives were you and you remain wonderful, somewhere out here in our atomic jigsaw of existence. I’m so sorry you experienced such horrors.

Deepest of peaceful rest to you.

The Courtroom Funeral: April 16th, 2021

“You, I did it all for you. Do you know who I am? Do you know just what to do? Now you're all that I have, Is it fair to love me, too?

You, it hurts because of you. And I'll kiss you through a hazmat suit, That's what I'll do if I have to.

You seem to know who I am, As though you know just what to do. Now you're all that I have, Is it fair to love me, too?

And you, I did it all for you.”

--“If I Don’t Have To,” Keaton Henson

“You may’ve bought the gun,

But I made my own powder.”

(RMS, 8-8-21.)

“They lived and laughed and loved and left.” - James Joyce, Finnegans Wake

Memories in the soil.

(RMS, 3-1-2023.)