Why Do You Seek the Living Among the Dead by Bogdan Dragos

An old woman has lowered her head and has covered her eyes with her palms
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The old lady kept coming by

the hospital to assure the medics that it’ll be okay

“He’s a true fighter,” she said. “I know he’ll make it.

He has won the battle with drugs

twice in the past. He’ll make it this time as well. I

know it. I feel it. I believe in him.”

“Mam,” said the doctor. “We found rusty fragments

of broken needles stuck in his arm. Now, since

you’re his only relative

I do believe we shall carry out a discussion involving septic shock.

The effects…”

“He’ll make it! I know he will!

He’s a true fighter and a champion.

I believe in him.”

He didn’t make it

but it was fine apparently. When they showed his

body in the morgue, the old lady

didn’t flinch.

Told them that’s not her son.

That was a dead body and her son was alive.

He’d never die like that.

He was going to make it.

She was sure he was going to make it.


Bogdan Dragos supervises casinos for a gambling company, working twelve-hour shifts locked in a dark office full of TV monitors. There he mostly daydreams and writes poems and stories. He also manages a poetry blog Daydreaming as a profession.

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22 Comments Add yours

  1. Terveen Gill says:

    Bogdan’s writing pulls the reader into the depths of darkness and emotion. The mother’s stubborn will to see her son well and recovered overpowers her reasoning and acceptance of the truth. This piece moves the heart and troubles the mind. Love and faith know no limits.
    Or does the need for support in old age cloud the woman’s thinking?
    Congratulations Bogdan!

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    1. “Love and faith know no limits” That’s right! The heart (feeling) always wins over the mind (rationality). Else humanity would’ve been extinct a long time ago (▀̿̿Ĺ̯̿̿▀̿ ̿)

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  2. Chilling!! Ah, a mother’s love can be a two sided blade.

    Well done, Bogdan. Bravo!

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    1. Many thanks for checking it out, Patricia! *:・゚✧(=✪ ᆺ ✪=)*:・゚✧

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      1. With pleasure!
        Cu placere, Bogdan. 🙂

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  3. A common story of denial…..

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    1. Yep (◕‿◕)
      Well, denial is the first stage of grief. Followed swiftly by anger, bargaining, depression, and finally acceptance (︶︿︶)

      She’ll get there eventually…

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      1. You got the sequence right. It was well written also…..

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        1. Thank you ´・ᴗ・ `


  4. Al says:

    wait, broken-off needles? dude was hurtin bad! you’re the best at freakin us out lol

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    1. ┣▇▇▇═── ─=≡Σ(((つ ◉ل͜◉)つ Thanks!

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    1. Many thanks for checking it out, Susan ٩( ^ᴗ^ )۶

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  5. Love and faith has no limits that is so true. It’s a beautiful piece off writing Bogdan.

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    1. ⊂(◉ ‿ ◉)つ Thank you!!


  6. ⊂(◉ ‿ ◉)つ Thank you!!

    Liked by 1 person

  7. Cassa Bassa says:

    We can’t change one’s belief, it’s a good thing!

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  8. Indeed, you can’t change the mind of a person who won’t accept new ideas or different opinions. And this can be both a very good or a very bad thing. For example, it’s very good to have this kind of mentality when people are telling you to give up (on your dream or something like that), just don’t ever take no for an answer :))

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  9. jonicaggiano says:

    Lovely piece. The mother could not accept her son would die in such a tragic way. She loved her son and would prefer to hold on to the promise that this was not her son. A mother’s love is a strong thing. Nice to meet you here. Hugs, Joni

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    1. ( ^◡^)っ Thank you, Joni!

      And thanks for the warm welcome.

      Hugs ᵔ ᴥ ᵔ

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  10. jonicaggiano says:

    You are most welcome. It was a very provocative piece. I often wonder how anyone survives such a thing. Have a blessed day. Hugs, Joni

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