I think of the children who will never know, intuitively, that a flower is a plant’s way of making love, or what silence sounds like, or that trees breathe out what we breathe in.
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Jennifer Rabin is a writer and artist whose essays and criticism have appeared in Harvard Review, The Rumpus, and Bitch. She lives in Portland, Oregon, where she can be found hunched over her computer or working in her art studio.
I have heard it said that most people die as they have lived. Judging by my sample group of one (me), I can also say that people plan their suicides as they have lived. Even though I was too depressed to read a book or watch a movie, I was going to have the most well-researched, most thoughtful suicide of all time.