everyone said the woman who lived here was mad they said she lived in the tiny attic and rarely came downstairs but how would anyone know what the woman did they never saw her dance in the fields they never saw her lean out of the window and look at the breaking dawn never saw … Continue reading The Madwoman in the Attic – Georgiann Carlson
“I’m just a fucked up girl who’s looking for my own peace of mind. Don’t assign me yours” 😘 * Poet Logophile Art lover Student of the human condition
When was it that they began Whose idea was it All those colors Used to be all white The scrubs of nurses The doctors’ lab coats You could always tell The woman in white Sign of the healer Have to read the name tag now Bob Wertzler is retired from almost twenty years … Continue reading The Woman In White – Robert G. Wertzler
black holes fascinated her she read about them watched programs on them she couldn’t get enough of them until after awhile she realized that what she was really fascinated by was her own heart sure it might be black as black as a black hole but that just made it powerful exciting unknowable her heart … Continue reading My Heart and Other Black Holes – Georgiann Carlson
Every marriage is a story Every story has a plot A play without a playwright A novel without an author Could it be true What Tolstoy wrote of Families, happy and unhappy? Oh, my dear, we did think, each We knew the plot of that marriage Selections from the list The list of happily ever … Continue reading The Marriage Plot – Robert G. Wertzler
how many hours are in a minute you might think the answer is none but you would be wrong when those you love are dying time does strange things it’s not what we think it is it moves it shrinks and stretches and sometimes minutes are as long as hours I’m an artist, a writer, … Continue reading The Hours – Georgiann Carlson
Brave & Reckless 