Morning’s light pours  into the room  with the orange   resting  on my lap.  Fingers caress   the rough texture   before breaking the skin.     A light spray   shimmers  bursting from the inner layer  like a show of sparklers   as the aroma plumes,  awaking the...

Plucking the teddy bear  from its perch   on the shelf.     Tucked away,   down   deep   in the brown satchel,  a pastel painted stuffed bear carted off   with a living will, cherry chap stick, and an iPod.    She did not emerge,  at first,  covered by IVs, medical...