Pain creeps into every corner
Doubt don’s construction boots
tramples on my backbone
threatens to undermine

I have purpose, goddammit!
A reason to rise, to feel, to live!

Cannot afford to cower
societal whims and
ensuing insecurity be gone!

(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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