Sometimes,
my name is Roberta Hay. I write obituaries that are...well, fun. Lives are not
about who begets who. Lives are about who we each are, the paths we've chosen,
what we've learned, our trials and successes. Prior to writing obits 4 fun, my work culminated in a book,The Dying of Ed Mees.
The year she stopped eating and working and talking, she devolved, draping cloth over mirrors, not brushing her teeth. She went from Emily Dickinson to Sylvia Plath to Anne Sexton, reading their work over and over, copying their words. A day came. She reached for a pencil... cracked egg, hot griddle. Her first poem filled two pages. She now eats oatmeal and wanton soup from the Chinese restaurant.
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