Saturday, January 22, 2011

"I have been close enough to death

to know that there is a time

when life is indistinguishable from pain,

when you want to turn your face

to the wall and pass through it

into the fog that slowly lifts on the wind

and goes into the air and the earth,

and each molecule becoming something else"

~marge piercy


  1. i don't know what you went through in early life, the word childhood may only distort not describe, i suppose.

    i feel a connection when i read your posts and gaze at the images you place here.

    i feel less alone, less imaginary.


  2. I'm so glad you can find some kind of connection here. I'm always relieved to find that in someone else's words when I can't seem to locate my own, or am too afraid to.

    thanks for making ME feel less imaginary by hearing me. you aren't alone.