The gap widens – the life I’d envisioned washed away by current reality – widening span. I need a bridge – expansive enough to carry
Category: ME/ CFS
(Self) Portrait of a Waitress
Jumbo Jet they called her – fast on her feet, zooming in, swooping up trays, delivering with flight attendant flair. When did she turn to
Levitating
Suits meet, banter about deals, conspiratorial heads bent, deep throaty laughs, confidence reeking. I glide by, imperceptibly, am a whisper on the window of their
What Scars Remain?
Should I escape these shackles, manage to re-surface, swim despite this weakened condition against the currents of disability, find myself once again on the solid
Proposal Response
Aging I am/ but not without wisdom, and disabled / and in more ways, not – unreliability / the state of my body trending / creativity
Unwanted
Like a wanted woman, I hide in public places One step ahead of recognition, ignoring friendly gestures, leaving confusion in my wake I’m tired of
