Blue Nights, by Joan Didion.

When we talk about mortality we are talking about our children.” Joan Didion quotes herself then “talks” poetically (in prose) about the death of her daughter (not long after the death of her husband, as mused upon in The Year of Magical Thinking) and  about feeling her own mortality around age 75.

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