To Die Alone… Like A Buddha

“I never held my father’s hand, why start now.”

Clay Hand
Human Parts
Published in
7 min readApr 9, 2024

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The death of a sculptor, Peter Hand. Image of a Buddha sitting in the snow. Dying Alone.
Snowflakes saunter into the river. Photo: Clay Hand/AI PhotoLeap

I’m in a cabin by the river, close to Montreal. It’s the thick of winter, the trees are caked in white, snow has silently smothered the ground since morning.

Thousands of miles away, my grandfather, Peter Hand, lies alone, dying under florescent light in some hospital, somewhere in the south of England. He was a

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Clay Hand
Human Parts

I write about queer activism and nightlife around the world. Using queer spaces as my watchtower, I capture city life from the ground up…