Heather Zoccali
Joined July 2025
3 stories
Bio
Life is brutal. Life is beautiful. I live—and write—the brutiful. Memoir, poetry, and musings on grief, caregiving, resilience, and nature’s repair. Raw and tender, brutal and bright. An invitation: live brutifully.
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Ashes in the Wind. Content Warning.
At the Colorado-Utah border, under a sherbet sunrise, I opened the jar. A raven dipped low, wings slicing the air with a kind of knowing. It hovered, looked us in the eye—really looked—and then soared west into the painted sky. We didn’t speak for a moment.
By Heather Zoccali5 months ago in Humans
