Hammock’s Sway
Healing hammock ride the sky, in my lingering repose. Silence washing, flooding, Crash this deafening noise, all the clamoring impossibilities’ haunt of rhythm’s worst explosion, enigma’s crueler...
View Articlesilence stills
stripping life fells me white silence stills sweet movement ’til the blooming sings (I haven’t posted in months due to surreal challenges with CFS/ME and all the stripping life can be even without...
View ArticleHonesty and Loss
At the risk of being “too serious,” I’m posting this somewhat intense documentary. I had an interesting conversation with my youngest son yesterday about seriousness. It reminds me how much we run from...
View ArticleThe Peonies Reaching
Make me like the peonies reaching, ripening and revealing shimmers of light, born of darkness, from disintegration in a long story’s night whose tale suggests only seclusion unending and a crushing...
View ArticleMyalgic Encephalomyelitis aka Alienation
I so often wrestle with whether or not to express what CFS/ME does to my life, how it shapes the landscape of my mind, my will. More often, I choose to sparingly articulate how it impacts me, simply in...
View ArticleProfoundly Human Endeavors
“Even once the true cause of my disease is discovered, if we don’t change our institutions and our culture, we will do this again to another disease. Living with this illness has taught me that science...
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