Poem: From the silence
Chaos of terror and battering storms of emotionBashing the hull and ripping at the rigging —Can’t tell: is water pouring over outsideOr pouring in inside?So… Read More »Poem: From the silence
Chaos of terror and battering storms of emotionBashing the hull and ripping at the rigging —Can’t tell: is water pouring over outsideOr pouring in inside?So… Read More »Poem: From the silence
I’ve always been fidgety. When I get MRIs, I really annoy the techs because I think I’m holding perfectly still, but my body goes twitch-twitch-twitch.… Read More »Active learning
JC said, “Let’s take a ride.” This always precedes eye candy, long silences punctuated by little “wow” sounds from me and gentle wafts of quiet… Read More »After the burn
I came to CA for a leisurely camping trip with my sweetie. (One can have enough of the “long-distance” in a “relationship” until you have… Read More »Regen at Black Butte
This is a bit odd and I haven’t heard anyone else with CRPS trying it, so I’m just tossing it out to show how weird… Read More »Into hot water.. then cold water.. then hot..
I’m preparing to start off on a cross-country odyssey to interview certain people who have CRPS and manage it particularly well, and incidentally hit some… Read More »Trapeze act
Language tends to reflect upbringing, or possibly genetics, or maybe both. Anyway, there is often a familial component. (I’ll let better-paid heads argue about why.)… Read More »Mendo Acid Trip
This is the third major purge of my possessions in 7 years. The first time, I decided that anything that I was keeping for sentimental… Read More »Tern to the present
Hungry in grainlandHemmed in by “thou shalt not” eatsWarm sun on my armsRough weeks in winterAre harder yet. These rare daysKeep me from screaming
Almost 7 years ago, I was walking with a fellow writer, sharing our souls as good friends do. I was recently disabled with CRPS and,… Read More »The arts are not trivial — why mythopoiesis matters