Like This World

Vipassana

 


My father was 
a salesman, all
of his adult

life. But I don’t 
know much about 
him, really.

Old and ill, he 
fell into a coma 
for many days.

Then, suddenly 
his mouth opened,
round and wide,

like this world.
And without a 
word, he died.

 

  • Author: Vipassana (Online Online)
  • Published: February 13th, 2026 17:47
  • Category: Unclassified
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