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lies like deep ocean currents, invisible, can surface with sudden brutal ferocity, sweep you away in engulfing despair, surrender or fight, drown or swim, a private ocean with rock shores, wave battered, intense squalls, periods of inexplicable peace, currents hidden once more, buried, dormant, stirring the depths with malevolent force.

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She had a hand over her mouth, the other rigidly clutching the white of her apron, her eyelids shut so tightly they began to fidget and shudder from the bullish force, as if the very corner of her eyes were being pricked with a needle, crying silent tears that ran past her plump, red cheeks and over her knuckles until finally dripping onto the floor with as much a sound as the woman's hushed agony.

By kikkopirate, August 13, 2014.
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In her life Diana had given more of herself than perhaps was wise. She had loved without boundaries and donated money when she should have kept it for herself. There was no slush fund for a private ward with food worth eating. When her friends came calling they brought something home cooked, and so, in one go, they nourished her body and soul. But the process of dying was more cruel than any fiction she'd ever read. The pain would be with her until the end, everyday a battle not to loose hope. She had a stack of books next to her cot and not the strength to read one for more than a minute at a time; with the pain it was hard to follow the plot anyway. Sometimes her son would pick up her favourite detective novel and read to her until she fell asleep. When she awoke he'd always left a note to say when he'd return, signed love, Jackson. She had every one kept in the dresser and stuffed in her make-up bag to make sure the cleaners didn't throw them out. The mornings brought bed baths from strangers, kindly though they were, and when her legs gave way she'd be winched onto a commode to do her business and afterwards left in an adult diaper. There was no dignity here. When alone she let her face, so deeply etched with the lines of laughter and love, fall with gravity, reserving her strength to smile for her visitors.