divergence: life/death
With many thanks to my digital fairy. I’m grateful for your time and thoughtfulness.
TARA: On the evening of May 10th, 2021, I had a dream that an
angel stood before me. Her outstretched arms were empty, and
her water-soaked wings dripped a puddle around her feet. Her
head was bowed. "I failed." That was her message."
"We were awoken by the police knocking on our door. Our
youngest daughter Mila, strong and true, had died..."
TARA: When I was younger, I was always afraid of
death. Because of things that happened in my childhood and
stuff, I had this unnatural sort of obsession with death -- in a
fearful way. I thought when my mom leaves, she's gonna
die. When this person goes, they're gonna die. They're gonna
die; I'm gonna be all alone. I'm gonna die before I'm 18. It
was always this idea like I'm never gonna be an adult.
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When I was I think 4 or 5, we moved to a corner of my
grandparent's farm in Manitoba. They farmed wheat, and those
are the most profound I have from being a child. I think I was
so interwoven with where we lived and just the sound of crickets
at night when I went to sleep and a gravel road underneath your
boots, that stillness, and you know, the prairie bird's
song. But then one day we came home, and my dad, he couldn't