9-Back Into The Light

It sounds very dramatic, but I am still recovering from living in the apartment. The dimness, the cramped space, the constant noises all around me were a small slice of my own private hell. I missed my family and friends in Alaska. Patrick had trouble finding work, then the evening job he found kicked in … Read more

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I want to do a poem called “Traveling Music”, but I haven’t quite figured out how to approach it. Specific music can take me out of wherever I am when I hear it and send me to a memory associated with that music.  It is like the sensory illusions I get, but milder.  They still make me … Read more