All in Loss

King of Lions, Heaven Bound

My cat, Mischief, was just the coolest cat you’d ever want to meet! We become comfortable with each other, our relationship, and our living quarters. So full of vim and vigor, so robust, playful he was. I'll sure miss, my Lil' Buddy, for sure. Sheesh, Mischief, was a beastly black cat, that weighed, twenty-five lbs! Come on…

“Ode' to `Mischief Lotus”

This poem was written for my cat in dedication of his life that he lost the battle. He had a stroke and I couldn’t let him suffer. All though, I wanted answers and left him overnight at the vets. Following day, July 1st, Mischief Lotus passed away, he’s free.

Departure: My Son

Dealing and grieving the loss of a family member is never easy. The most significant part of not being able to deal with or suffer the loss of my son is because I pushed to the back of my mind for the reason that I didn’t want to believe he was gone. I suffer mental illness and of course this isn’t reasoning for it, but an insight on why and the nature of the way he died. This was written for my son in part of me letting go, and a father aying his final goodbye’s.