I need to know Do other MSers feel it too? A sudden rawness Burning Tingling In the tongue Lips Palms of hands Soles of feet Eyelids MS? Is it the myelin being destroyed By my own cells? Most uncomfortable Anxiety-inducing Go away now.
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Voodoo Doll: MS Awareness
Huge stakes pierce my heels Burning red hot fire Millions of minuscule knives Flay the insides of my feet A giant vegetable peeler slices off The bottoms * I'm sorry to those I squashed Those I looked down upon From any temporary high ground I believed I held I am your voodoo doll And you… Continue reading Voodoo Doll: MS Awareness
Not all hugs are loving: MS awareness
It starts with a stitch A few deep breaths Then you're knitting my ribs together With barbed wool The front Then the back Swirling into my abs Then my lower back A corset of pain The cat the cow The cat the cow Stretching every way for relief Breathe Distract It's just a physical thing… Continue reading Not all hugs are loving: MS awareness
A new career – finally believing
The questions never stop Can I teach again? Should I try it? Am I just giving up? The best days are the worst The doubts eat me alive Two years I've pretended Waiting to get busted Who gets to call themselves a writer? Not me. And yet, the shift has happened The genes have shifted… Continue reading A new career – finally believing
West Coast: Unplugged Joy
Paradise. It's not the tropics. I'm bundled up in a blanket with my jacket on, absorbing vitamin D through my face and hands. Not a margarita but a BC cider in my hand No internet No wifi Just the wide ocean The waves Relentless in their battering of the rocky shore Their energy And constant… Continue reading West Coast: Unplugged Joy
