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In Memory of Kay

A Hole In The World.

Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night—Edna St. Vincent Millay

~~ I’ve been told lately that I’ve been a bit negative during the past 11 months.

A bit dreary, dark, dim.

A bit “ just stick your head in the oven Sylvia Plathish.”

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In Memory of Kay

Seven Days. Seven Nights. Forever.

December 15, 2010

Day 1:    Sun shines through my sliding glass door.  Warm.  Soothing.  She kisses bare skin.  This is how it used to be.  This is how the world was in those days.  

But then I remember.

 Reality bleeds inside like acid, like thick fog, like something unsettling lingering in air.

Black clouds. 

 I am reminded of the moment, all of the moments yet to come. The nows, the todays,  the  forevers.   I can’t look that far ahead or I may not last another day.

     I cannot live.  I cannot die.

Trying to find  joy is exhausting.   I am tired.  I  am tired.  Continue Reading