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By AnonymSuzka
Her eyes were trained to see the missing parts of the world.
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By AnonymSuzka
Her memories got dizzy and fell out of her head.
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By AnonymSuzka
In Dementialand I was able to see for miles without the yesterdays and tomorrows obstructing my view. It was difficult and so simple all at the same time.
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By AnonymSuzka
I saw my mother with eyes opened and not curtained by her motherhood or my ego.
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By AnonymSuzka
My mother had a way of accessing the energy of the people around her. There was no need to know their name, who they were or how she knew them. She didn’t recognize their surface. She went much deeper.
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By AnonymSuzka
My mother made that dress. She’s somewhere in its unsettling pattern.
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By AnonymSuzka
She looked like some damn fool angel that didn't even know the name of God.
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By AnonymSuzka
So began a kind of magic in Dementialand that took place most nights after the day’s sun went down.
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By AnonymSuzka
The idea of disassociating from one’s surrounding, of taking a step back was rather clever on my mother’s part without her notice.
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By AnonymSuzka
The lady roommate said very little and chopped off the better parts of her story.
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By AnonymSuzka
There is magic just outside our memory.
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By AnonymSuzka
There were thousands of secrets hidden in her purse, secrets and memories that took her elsewhere. She held onto them tightly and kept them to herself. Even God did not know of them.
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By AnonymSuzka
This woman had no idea who I was. She has no idea I was once a smoker, was thrown out of boarding school twice and a certified rebel with strong opinions. To her, I was new, fresh, immaculate to the bone. This was all strangely wonderful.
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By AnonymSuzka
Violet believed that Jewish people made good doctors and lawyers, a thought that came to the front of her head suggesting she might need one.
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By AnonymSuzka
Violet kept her visits private and never told me where she went. I really never asked. I believed the dementias gave her special powers.
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By AnonymSuzka
Violet screamed into her pillow so loudly she scared herself. Her head hurt. It was as if all her memories were trying to kick their way out. They were finished and wanted to leave.
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By AnonymSuzka
Violet unwrapped everything old as if it were a ribboned gift given to her by the Gods.
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By AnonymSuzka
Violet wasn't sure what she was saying. Words fell out of her mouth with no mind and no malice.
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