"Write your way out of it." – J.D. Salinger
“When I look at the small scars below my ribcage, I see more than reminders of pain. I see a doorway—a portal between death and renewal, between self and no-self.
The surgery saved my body. The dark night that followed saved my soul.”
From my new essay “Resurrecting the Heart“, published in Empyrean Literary Magazine
My brother died the third of October, 1993. Or maybe he died the day after, on the fourth of October. Does the date really matter?
Death is death. It awaits us all.
My brother, whose name was Jesper, died at the age of twenty-six, someday in October, somewhere in Denmark.
Read the rest of the essay in the Foliate Oak Literary Magazine
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