XI- Milk and Honey on a Good Friday
Sandra Banman Sandra Banman

XI- Milk and Honey on a Good Friday

Masala tea is a great substitute. The rich warm flavours, creamy milk and a moderate amount of caffeine soothe even more than a deep Merlot and harkens me back to my mother, who made warm milk with butter and honey when I had a sore throat.

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X - The Last Word
Sandra Banman Sandra Banman

X - The Last Word

“They placed the heavy casket onto the straps suspended above the frozen hole. A moment of silence and then the minister spoke. Who gave him the final words?”

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IX-North
Sandra Banman Sandra Banman

IX-North

“Nobody really knows what happens when we die. They tell us they know but they don’t know.” I hear him take a breath. “I imagine him zooming through the stars like when he had that dream in the hospital a few years ago.”

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VIII - Winter Solstice
Sandra Banman Sandra Banman

VIII - Winter Solstice

“Soon the days will be getting longer,” my father used to say around this time of year. After a dreary December, and my father’s death at the end of November, I need the comfort of his words.

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VI - A Scattered Mind
Sandra Banman Sandra Banman

VI - A Scattered Mind

At the table, I sit looking through the old pictures of when I was tiny, looking for evidence. Did I not get what I needed?

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V - Love
Sandra Banman Sandra Banman

V - Love

I knew every time she asked my response was likely to feel like a hit to the heart.

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