Partnered once with compassion, believed in the power of human touch, dedicated myself to caring, certain I’d found my body of work time and circumstance
Category: disability
Could It Be?
Walking away is the only solution I’ve ever excelled at, and yet absence does not obliterate that which dwells within – I can pretend that
Dear Legs
May have been remiss in expressing appreciation how you carried me all these years – stride confident, pace swift, head turning grace – we wobble
Application Submitted
Eager, I am, but limited, somehow stuck in the past, revisiting old disruptions – as unmanageable as before – Why do I seek validation there?
Resignation
Tried to drop in, visit the past – hoped to resurrect old passions – all that remains are intellectual reserves, in need of costumes to
Invitation Anxiety
Social invitations sing of acceptance, delightful opportunity to intermingle for the hale, the rehearsed, practiced in the choreography of wardrobe appropriateness disability cringes – NO!
