The Death Volume Cover Reveal

Only a soft, edging light. Not something I spent much time thinking about since it had yet to come too close. There is beauty in living without the touch of death, and there is beauty in living with it. Death brings a sacredness to life.

If only that sacredness was not so difficult to bear.

Every piece in the Death Volume is soulful. Each one tells us how we are one—with the trees and with the cosmos. Each one tells us of love—between a daughter and mother, a daughter and father, a woman and her unborn children. The stories also speak of death doulas, death cafés, and the death—or re-creation—of ourselves.

We need death to live, and in that sense we are grateful for it. Our little lives rounded off with a sleep.

This volume exists because of death’s reminder to live. To remember that we can’t take anything with us when we go.

It’s a gentle and loving reminder that we all die, and that we’re all in this together.