Tag: Steven Thomas Harvell

Fleeting

Fleeting

A footprint, a feather and a leaf, about to be swept away. Remembering my brother in a haiku.

Silent No More: Talking About Suicide

Silent No More: Talking About Suicide

Suicide is born of indescribable pain and causes indescribable pain. Hope is the only way to climb out of the abyss.

Looking Back and Finding Joy: Happy 51st, Dear Brother

Looking Back and Finding Joy: Happy 51st, Dear Brother

50-year old photographs celebrate the birthday and memory of one who left us too soon: Steven Thomas Harvell.

My Brother’s Suicide: Out of the Darkness and Into the Light

My Brother’s Suicide: Out of the Darkness and Into the Light

I have never said this in a public forum: my brother’s untimely death four years ago was a suicide. Hear my plea: if you’re hurting, please tell someone.

Two “First Day of School” Stories

Two “First Day of School” Stories

Two little stories about the first day of school range from joy to violent despair.


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