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Also, while in TO, we took a walk through the Church street park to see the AIDS Memorial.
There were only about twelve women's names among hundreds. Despite knowing that mouth/vagina and fingers/vagina sex are classified as "low risk", that still surprised me.
Some of the names weren't legal names. A set of initials. A nickname, like "Davey", written in quotation marks. The kind of names that suggested their families-of-origin has so abandoned them that they wouldn't even acknowledge the ashes.
There were butterflies (black and yellow and orange and brown) amid the roses.
There was a fruit tree hanging low over the stones. It looked like blackberries, but on a tree instead of on cains.
Google suggests that what I saw was a black mulberry tree.
I don't know if it was chosen on purpose, or if it just happened to grow there, but I looked up "the language of trees" and found this:
Patience
Wisdom
Star-crossed lovers united in death
And this:
"I will not survive you".
There were only about twelve women's names among hundreds. Despite knowing that mouth/vagina and fingers/vagina sex are classified as "low risk", that still surprised me.
Some of the names weren't legal names. A set of initials. A nickname, like "Davey", written in quotation marks. The kind of names that suggested their families-of-origin has so abandoned them that they wouldn't even acknowledge the ashes.
There were butterflies (black and yellow and orange and brown) amid the roses.
There was a fruit tree hanging low over the stones. It looked like blackberries, but on a tree instead of on cains.
Google suggests that what I saw was a black mulberry tree.
I don't know if it was chosen on purpose, or if it just happened to grow there, but I looked up "the language of trees" and found this:
Patience
Wisdom
Star-crossed lovers united in death
And this:
"I will not survive you".