Notes from the Other Side

    I divested myself of despair and fear when I came here.

    Now there is no more catching one's own eye in the mirror，

    there are no bad books， no plastic，no insurance premiums， and of course

    no illness. Contrition does not exist， nor gnashing

    of teeth. No one howls as the first clod of earth hits the casket.

    The poor we no longer have with us. Our calm hearts strike only the hour，

    and God， as promised， proves to be mercy clothed in light