Dead Ends “When Buddha is done being dead, will he come back?” the boy asks me. I’m not ready to have the death talk with a six-year-old. I know where this ends--when I die, will I come back? He holds a photo of the big hairy family cat that he never met, and whose ashes sit on top of our refrigerator under the fat squat statue of Buddha, the cat's namesake. A thought pops into my mind—maybe the boy is the cat reincarnated. And then the thought dissipates, as all thoughts, and all things, do.
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John Hawkhead
9/6/2019 11:48:16 am
Hi Marianne - I always on the lookout for good haiga/shahai and I really like both of these. It would be good to put together a haiga anthology - but who knows??
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