I told him that I love him, that he was going to be in peace, that his mother was waiting for him,

I told him I was here, he didn't have to struggle, that he was going to see his mommy,

To me, he was waiting for permission, ... It was okay. To see him not with the tubes and wires all over him. Just to know he's not suffering.

Poetry, will you show me where your words find peace?

How do I know that? He told me that. He said to me: 'You believe in peace, I don't believe we can have peace. For sure not in the foreseeable future, so I will go very very slowly'.

I was waiting in line to go into the cafeteria, and I told a joke to someone and realized that it was funnier if I didn't laugh when I told the joke. I actually had to bite my cheeks to keep from laughing. That's when I first discovered for myself the value of deadpan.