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The word came out of the TV and hung in the air. It stayed there all day. One word described exactly how I felt the weeks leading up to and during my most recent hospitalization.
an empty door frame air a void nothing left door face down
loose screws, a problem of the past now scattered again. if only this was the first time or even the third she fears the screws are stripped
it's not like you can go to the hardware store and ask for an eraser of the past
empty sockets only make sense when filled but it's all on the floor now only a frame remains there is no control there is no safety there is no if-then-when-I'll be happy. hope left months ago she packed her plastic red suitcase with no promises made the same red suitcase she packed the night they fled 7 years old she put her favorite books and stuffed animals 46 years old she didn't even have room for hope. door face down she longs for the days when a few loose screws were her biggest problem.