Category Archive: Essays

A mother is the first archive, the most primary of sources. —from Riffat’s Diary by Taymiya R. Zaman

Member, Neptune Society

I’m alone with my dead mother. The assisted living nurse and the hospice workers have gone. I’m waiting in her apartment for the arrival of the Neptune Society with whom my mom had filled out a form and given a $20 deposit thirty years ago to be cremated.

—keep reading: Member, Neptune Society by Sally Ashton