Karma Bites

She looks over my shoulderthat sister, born dying –whom I mocked, cajoledand judged so harshly She breathes down my neckthat sister, I despisedfor her sin, and mistakeshow she always abandoned me She taunts me constantlyridicules my failing waysher thoughts poisoned dartsattack me at my core My eyes are opening,compassion too late“Karma bites”, her ghosthisses as […]

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Day 189 “Karma”

He sat in the middle of the auditorium, and with his flaming red hair and beard, and booming voice, everyone knew who he was.  On lecture days, he attended both sessions, even though they were repeats, and he made comments that bounced off the walls and caused the audience to stir uncomfortably.  He was full […]

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How Tables Turn

“All I want is to have my family around me.” I was giving my father a therapeutic touch treatment to help ease his pain.  His suffering was relentless in his last years. “I guess they’re all too busy for their old Dad.” “You didn’t exactly teach us how to be around you, Dad.”  I didn’t […]

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