Jennifer Vignones Here: Reader's Art 12 Reader's Art 12: Longing for Home Jennifer Vignone Fall 2011 Kitakata, Gampi, encaustic, linoleum cut, gold leaf, pencil, original text, ink, nails, wood. Following is the text of the book. "Let me die," he says. He is yelling it at Mom, at the nurse, there in his room, at me at the long end of the phone, and at God --hovering, as he'd like to hover, freed from his stagnant frame."I'm old and want to die in peace. "All the yelling doesn't seem peaceful but I know it is what he wants. We had to remove the gun and knives after we caught him with the .22 in his mouth. Were his hands too arthritic as he fumbled for the trigger? Or was he, even then, thinking it over? I wondered what it would have been, over the phone, to hear the silence after the blast? "Why didn't I find you on the floor?" she demanded. He had threatened to throw himself from the bed in an effort to kill himself. In the delicately gnarled strands of their life together, they felt out the hereafter. Mom negotiated the exit as he struggled in his unresponsive shell. [...]