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“Songbird” by Fleetwood Mac:
Christine McVie's open-ended song can celebrate both living and lost loved ones -
First the Wealth Gap, Now the U.S. Has a Growing Health Gap:
Discover why the U.S. health gap is growing and how improving healthspan can enhance quality of life for Americans -
How to Comfort A Dying Loved One:
End-of-life expert Dr. Marianne Matzo explains some simple ways to offer solace
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Category Archives: The Next Chapter
“Sunflowers” By Hillary Gonzalez
A poem about the author's desire to seek out the light
When I die, Don’t place my Wasted husk In a wooden box Buried six feet under Where I can’t feel the rain.
Mary Oliver’s “Heavy” Speaks to the Weight of Grief
The poet eloquently conveys the dizzying effect of loss
That time I thought I could not go any closer to grief without dying I went closer, and I did not die. Surely God had his hand in this, as well as friends. Still, I was bent, and my laughter, … Continue reading →
“Torch” by Catherine Broadwall
Poem explores the annual fire season’s impact on thousands across North America
Outside my window is a gold, gold tree. Its leaves are not ombré. They are solid gold. Like a kid might color in a sun with yellow crayon. The tree glows like a holy pyre, a fluttering liturgical … Continue reading →
“Amazon History of a Former Nail Salon Worker” by Ocean Vuong
A simple list of online orders chronicles a woman's end-of-life purchases
Mar. Advil (ibuprofen), 4 pack Sally Hansen Pink Nail Polish, 6 pack Clorox Bleach, industrial size Diane hair pins, 4 pack Seafoam handheld mirror “I Love New York” T-shirt, white, small
“Immortality” by Clare Harner Lyon
A comforting elegy without clear origins
Does this poem sound familiar? Do not stand By my grave, and weep. I am not there, I do not sleep— I am the thousand winds that blow … Continue reading →
“Untitled” (I will go simply) by Tess Nealon Raskin
A teen’s 2021 poem encourages the acceptance of death
I will go simply. Like moths peeling from yellowed screens, like a dirty plate slipping under the grey water of the sink, I will wait for my time. Not under hot, energy efficient lights and white sheets as flocks of … Continue reading →