# Writers
Fiction| Dear Death
An old author, made feeble by the hardships of life, lay on his death bed. His hair was a mess, a little greasy, like he had his hand through it all night. He moved his hand over the blanket, back and forth and buried his face in the pillow. On his arms and legs, hands and feet his flesh was black and dried, clinging to the bone so tightly that the bone might just burst through. It looked like death was already his bedmate, but in reality he still had a few more hours of life to suffer through, and what was left of his human dignity to lose.
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I love watching and listening to oceans so much that I paint them
My representation of Kekaha Beach, Kauai I painted in the summer of 2020.Source: author. COVID-19 changed us in a variety of ways since 2020. It changed my mindset. It was my last full year to work as a legal secretary at a firm I belonged to for over 17 years and working was performed remotely from March through December 2020.