Monday, September 9, 2013

against the glass


I can't look at people resolutely denying - no, no, the baby is okay, she can swallow-

I just want to get back to a normal life because I will stop and everything will be okay-

my son has leukemia but he will be fine-

smoking isn't really bad for you, I mean-

the epileptic fit was because she hit her head, not because she's epileptic-

I can't see all this and recognize it for what it is without...without having my own pulled out from within and thrust at my face.

because what I always reserve for others is pressed against my nose: really? REALLY? 

what to do, what to do.


here's a secret

the ones that survive, live long and live well. they've learnt.