Archive Author: D.Liebhart

D. Liebhart

Frontline

Non-fiction
My mother didn’t die of COVID, but COVID killed her. The stroke killed her, too. World War II killed her. My dad’s dementia killed her. The dogs killed her. Technically,…
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Promise You Will Remember

Alzheimer’s Association

Event
When my father first started showing signs of dementia, my family didn’t understand what was happening. The internet wasn’t the tremendous resource it is today and without information and guidance…
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The Ethics of Theft

Post
I’m a thief. I think all writers are to some degree but I feel like I’m a rather blatant one. I think of my characters as amalgamations of people I…
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Ask Me No Questions

Fiction
The woman at table 5 wants to know if I have children. She thinks she is being friendly with her waitresses-are-people-too tone. Maybe hopes her question will bring up some…
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Jeff in a Handbasket

Head in a Handbasket

Fiction
The police came by yesterday. They found my husband’s head in the park. The only thing left of him is his head. Don’t worry. He’s not dead. I didn’t kill…
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Hands of elderly couple, holding hands of seniors together close-up, concept of relationships, marriage and old people, friendship and love of man and woman

Reunion

Fiction
Lee Hwan Jae peered at himself in the dingy hotel room mirror and with his fingers swept the few remaining strands of hair from one side of his head to…
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Wooden boat cruise in backwaters jungle in Kochin, Kerala, India

Thalassophobia

Non-fiction
They are laughing at you. Four grown men: Prim, the guide. Paul, the Canadian. Mark, your husband. And the boatman, whose name you will never know. They laugh like tough…
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