Religiously, a book with no spine. A sisterhood cloaked by falsehoods. What of the charm? Belonging to the woman with masks for misdeeds. How did it feel? Ignoring the abuse? Spinster Sister how can shame be the family's noose. ∃ Your summer winds blow in shallow. Leaving no taste, no permanence... That cannot be erased. … Continue reading Spinster Lee
Memories of My Brother
I do not want to think of him. Though...I do. The brother I once knew. Born an old man. He had been more than my father could stand. His persona... Larger than a vat of well stirred anger. Hope never surrounded him. Love, seemed a danger. ∞ Even now, alive...but his breathing unwell. I think … Continue reading Memories of My Brother
When Worlds Collide
I cannot count the years I fought. To get away from you. And, as I reach for that always distant pen... I cannot bring myself to describe the where, the when. ⇔ Reaching with youthful hand. Stretching with gnarled fist. Someday, freedom will receive its wish. ⇔ When the secular hold opens a book. From … Continue reading When Worlds Collide
Commandment of Remorse
Ashamed? Disrepute? How best do I measure you? Is your worthiness... A cost for virtue? Every trace of my being is laden with the commandment of remorse. Magnificent is the blood on the hands that intercept its due course. How typical your response! 'We all do things we are ashamed of!' What is the heft … Continue reading Commandment of Remorse
Dearest
Dear Loved One, Struggling through the last few days, have been an infliction of what was, and what I knew would always be. If I could put a handle on time spent with you. Nice and complete. Red, steel and made for pouring nourishment over the land...I would. But that image is not mine to … Continue reading Dearest
