I have been a writer mom all my life,
though I was a child I had to be the mom of me.
Now the mom of my son.. He calls me "my darling writer mom''
while he stares me in the eyes trying to find in them a smile.
I smile..my eyes do not..
It is the 21st of December 2012 the day
the world will end -as according to the ancient oracles.
This end will meet us in our small home,
watering our trees,listening to medieval music..silently..
I have told my son that today is the birthday of life..
'The birthday of life..' he wondered..."I did not know, life was born' ,he smiled..
''Yes'',was the only word I could tell to my son...
Life was still living when the end of the world came.
My end of the world..
I never saw my son again...not even in my dreams..
not even in my memories... Although dead I am living...
The 21st of December 2012
was the day my son died...
Now just a writer..not even mom to myself...
watering the trees in silence..
waiting for the true end of the world..
I want to be the first to witness this end..
Olga Stathi,The Endless End,2012.


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Clark, first as a response to your message, yes Afrodite and me are sisters and it is to me as though knowing you all, cause she is constantly talking to me about her friends in the OS and the writings she reads .
What a beautiful comment. Sometimes even if the world has not ended for some life although living is dead, cause their heart has ended.
So many, many thank you for taking the time to read me and help me improve. Have a beautiful day.
Well done. Very well done.
Thank you
And, you know, I would much prefer to be called Kate anyway.
I think not!
OUTSTANDING WORK!!!
I will get it in the anthology when I get home from work....
J D