Crow’s Feet
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Crow’s Feet

Because I Could Not Stop for Death

He kindly passed me by

You know how you sometimes swallow something that’s a little too big and you have to relax and wait for it to make its way along your throat? That just happened to me. I sent a little coffee in after it to help it slide down. The next thing I knew there was a clunk and I jerked my head up.



“The longer I live, the more beautiful life becomes.” (Frank Lloyd Wright) Non-fiction pieces, personal essays and occasional poems that explore how we feel about how we age and offer tips for getting the most out of life.

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