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BREATHING

BREATHING MY PAIN[1] WITH A SIGH

 

“As long as you are breathing there is more right with you than wrong with you.”

Photo by Richard Hines

Jon Kabat Zinn

“What’s the secret of life? Always breathe.” Christopher Durang.

Dad holds a piece of three-ply against the side of the brown and white Jersey cow. He hits the piece of wood with a hammer hard, and often, until the cow
unsteadily gets to her feet. Big Dave Mclean sings with a throat full of gravel and whiskey “You Gotta Move.” I lie on my side, breathing.

 

 

 

[1] for Fred Wah

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