A Better Place, Now

Wood, earth, soiled doily, thorns and carved branches of wild rose



This is a piece about who's left behind, and what they're left with, when someone dies. It's about the tangle of after death -- the heap of personal belongings, unspecified intentions, and emotional legacies; so many things we don't know what to do with, things we feel stuck with -- that big, intimate, maddening mess juxtaposed against the old condolence They're in a better place now.