Air is laden with toxins
of which we do not speak

You have deemed me evil
and I wear garlic to mock
your vampire ways –

Both missing the essence –
that our souls are indigo –

deep and true, yearning
for a rich connection.

(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)


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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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