I am the same as ever I have been.
Lying hollow on my pillow, making lists
of scars and sins.
© All the parts of my life 2008-2015.
Related Posts
S.A.D. = Seasonal Affective Disaster
Yes, late October this year is about the same as late October every other year, when I’m ready to sob nearly every day, and usually for reasons insignificant or unclear. Crying jag last Monday evening, crying jag again last night, angry and moody moments today. But this year is different…
FreeVerse: “Anchor” by Rae Armantrout & mini-review
Anchor “Widely expected,if you will,cataclysm.” Things I’d say,am saying, to persons no longerpresent. Yards away trim junipersmake their customarybows. “Oh, no thank you”to any of it. If you watch mefrom increasing distance, I am writing thisalways This poem is from the collection that just won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry,…
Life = Multitudes of Poems
I’ve been working on a project for my mother’s birthday – though clearly I haven’t been working hard enough at it, because her birthday is in two days and I’m not even done with it yet, so who knows when it’ll get packed up and into the mail. But it’s…