Everything I Never Told You Is All I Have Left to Say is an epistolary flash fiction written from the perspective of Bitter Crone on her deathbed. She traverses family, lovers, friends, objects and ideas in her final breaths.

"This lexicon of grief, this encyclopedia of what went unsaid between us. Nothing new. Nothing written here is something you didn't feel about somebody else some other time. Now that all my teeth are lost, I'm not afraid of losing anything and death will close my mouth soon enough.

Everything I never told you is all I have left to say. Look now at what I kept within. Look at what I held back behind my grin and feel how you were part of it. Look before you lose your vision. Look at me now - the whole, the witch, the crone, the mother bleeding out, the forgotten wife, the child all-pushed around. These are the secret missives, eat them whole and be sickened. You are not immune.