In the squishy pink jelly where my pain is stored along with all the data, like your face with the start of crow’s feet when you smile...
Heat and a rosebud unfurling to lush languor, such are chill May’s dreams.
Perusing titles stacked side by side on tip toe in the library.
Hot coffee bitter and tar black dissolving worry and doubt – Monday morning.
I like to sit in the sun, even on migraine days. Light sensitivity, called photophobia, is a common symptom of Migraine. Light becomes a lance in the eye. It is one thing to endure ambient light, another entirely to stare into a bright blue sky. That blue sky brings pain, but it also brings hope.... Continue Reading →
Blooms half shaded