If I were a poet.

Old as a Prune

Dad and I talk shit these days.

Sometimes he’s full of it.

We have suppositories in case of emergency, but so far it’s stool softener and prunes.

Let Me Be Love

There is so much love in death.

Death has made love stronger.

Let me be love.

 Good Daughter

I’m not a Good Daughter.

I am grateful for this time.

And yes, I am a good daughter.

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About Morbid Optimist

My name is Katryna Mary Brooke Ormiston. I am 35 years old and after living in Vancouver for a decade, I am returning home to my 81 year old father’s hobby farm on Vancouver Island to care for him in the final stages of his life. This blog is to document my journey, process my experiences along the way and hopefully share and feel connected to a community beyond the three and a half acres I find myself on. A message in a bottle in the cyber-sea.
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One Response to If I were a poet.

  1. Jessie says:

    Katie Ormiston, poet.

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