←Recommendations of Time

A beautifully quiet and haunting little piece that turns a few words between life and death into something strangely peaceful and human.

A powerful piece about the final moments with death that makes us stop and take stock.

So much can be said without saying much. A beautifully haunting piece about life coming to a close.

A short and imaginative exploration of the end of life, and what that moment is for those experiencing, both the dying and the lost. Short but not without space and empathy.

Dear God this is exquisite!

The economy of words is diametrically opposed to the depth of feeling, which makes this piece a bona fide miracle. It defies linguistic and emotional physics.

Many authors, great authors, have written volumes upon volumes about the moment Carbajal depicts here on one page with a string of 1-to-2-word lines.

Somehow more elegant than poetry and more powerful than an atom bombs, a thing of absolute beauty.

I gush. How can I not?

Ruben Carbajal pares down character, setting, dialogue to their barest essentials in this marvelous one-minute play. By making it so spare, Carbajal makes the story even more intense.

There is much to appreciate in Carbajal's skill; there is so much to enjoy in this emotional story.