A pile of papers that are on top of each other.

Untangling: Death Rattles Us (Chapter 62)

As my mother entered the final stages of dying, the death rattle I’d heard about began with a singing underneath I’d never heard of. And I felt rattled, consumed with questions that tore through time and sense.

You can hear me read an excerpt at this link: https://www.instagram.com/p/C9AHx4BxcwB/