by Ivy Hughes | Jun 22, 2020 | Coronavirus, COVID-19, Grief, Mindfulness
Last night I murdered a man, cut him up in quadrants, left him in the middle of my bedroom floor and cleaned my house. When I finished, I put his severed body, which was shockingly weighty, and several bags of trash into an alley dumpster. I waited for the police....
by Ivy Hughes | Apr 13, 2020 | Coronavirus, Coronavirus and death, Grief, Mindfulness, Survivorship
Today was hard. Today, I felt what it’s going to be like when my parents die. First, I woke in the wee small hours of the morning because I felt one of my children scream. I have two boys. They are two and are currently with their father, with whom I share custody....
by Ivy Hughes | Mar 24, 2020 | Compassion, Coronavirus
If you believe the majority of coronavirus deaths are occurring among a throw away, older population that has already lived; is well past its use; and won’t be missed if time accelerates for them by ten or twenty years, this is an excellent time for expansion. I used...
by Ivy Hughes | Mar 16, 2020 | Belief, Coronavirus, Value
I went to Walmart the other day and by the time I was halfway through the store, I was in such a panic about COVID-19 and the end of the world that I started throwing shit I never buy into my cart. Shit like salt and vinegar kettle chips; baked Cheetos; and cheese...
