no matter which end-of-life decisions were made,
there are always regrets, there is always that guilt —
live parts of me holding onto memories of a dying you
dead parts of me holding onto living memories of you
—Terri Guillemets
guilt
Days after
Guilt is a blanket of stones.
—Terri Guillemets
Tree-hugging book girl
Can a good person be both a tree hugger and a book lover, when one has to be murdered to create the other?
—Terri Guillemets