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I am trying to let go of time. Not everything needs to be done like clockwork. I know this, but I am a creature of routine. Time has been both my safety net and my touchstone. Repetition brings me comfort. It brings an assurance… Continue Reading “Times Fool – A Poem”
“You make every situation worse.” I know that the words are not meant as they sound, that taking them literally could be my undoing. Yet, that is just what my brain does when the words make themselves heard, having hidden away in the soup… Continue Reading “An Echo on My Palm – A Poem”
In the dream, I am sitting with a nurse. We are in a waiting room, and everything is terribly bright. She holds my hands. I can feel their warmth, and I know that I am cold. When she looks at me, I can see… Continue Reading “There Will Always Be an Echo – A Poem”
Smetimes, I get lost. There are too many roadways within me, paths that lead into shadows, covered by a gathering of bridges built over the difficult parts of my past. It was the only way that I could cope. I can’t let go of… Continue Reading “A Gathering of Bridges – A Poem”
I am more than my disability. Someone once referred to me as a walking stereotype: I am a disabled, queer abuse survivor. How I bristled at being described that way, like I was an afterthought, or that I could be described in one word.… Continue Reading “In the Shadows of Trees – A Poem”