February 2011
garbayomegan asked: why are you the best person ever?
ive been crying for days. i miss arthritis camp. i miss the arthritis foundation. there, we dont exchange hugs, but looks. looks that lack sadness, but understanding. i thank god (assunta) for my friends who hold my hand when arthur gnaws at my joints. but i miss those near-strangers, those people who i have nothing in common with except pain. thier blond hair and accents tell me they come from...
January 2011
lonliness follows generations
like eye color and freckles and sickle cell anemia
my mother prays to plastic saints that disappear when lights shut off
my father goes searching in the night for another man to hold
and i dont cry anymore
ive learned to look forward to my dreams
he visits me there
though he is a stranger to me in life
