some days I do not just feel sorrow some days I am the sorrow I am the grey sky that threatens spitting snow I am
Tag: loneliness
Here I Stand – In Honor of World Suicide Prevention Day
This is an autobiographical fragment from my first year at the University of Pennsylvania’s School of Social Policy and Practice back in 1990. For those who
Sundowning
my days have become hourglass-shaped I rise early morning hours sit in front of my screen in quiet stillness feel alone in the world reflective internal
Queue the Music/A Mad World Poem-Christine Ray & Stephen Fuller
A collaborative poem with my incredibly talented friend Stephen Fuller. applause fills my ears like gin in my glass accolades for how well I convey
Longing (reimagined)
she knew something of longing that soul ache aroused without warning tears that well up unbidden phantom hand squeezing her heart her lungs leaving her
I Cast a Shadow
in lost hours dim rooms i silently mold my hands in front of bare bulbs project distorted shadow puppets against lonely walls movement slow inelegant a
One Year Ago Today: My Lonely Seasons Pass/A Mad World Poem: Christine Ray & Stephen Fuller
The days blend, one into the other, Waking naked into the world, I stare Into a meaningless blur trying for Definition with a shave and
One Year Ago Today: Vulnerability (revisited)
it is a stretch for me to reach out across this shifting distance this shaky ground hand extended toward you a journey across a deep chasm for
#tbt Insubstantial
I can feel the fading as color washes out of me I grow transparent insubstantial my feet no longer make contact with the ground I
