Down, but not out. I am digging deep, putting more effort each day into getting well. Physically, pushing my body, my muscles to heal. The hip surgery set me back, I’m older and the fight to get back to my old energy level is very hard. But I’m not going to take thisContinueContinue reading “I Refuse to Give Up!”
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Dead Tired
Oh Joyful heart, where are you today? From so much light I now feel only pain. Where did my optimism run away to hide, Why now this dread that cannot be denied? She thought she had come away unscathed, from the turmoil, the abuse …and rage. But disease was just below the surface all along,ContinueContinue reading “Dead Tired”
FLASHBACK RODEO
Another Day at the Races ¡TRIGGER WARNING! This post deals with domestic violence, physical assault and ptsd flashbacks. Please use discretion! Ah, dear husband of mine. How you never leave me. I can remember your last punch like it was yesterday. Dear previous boyfriend; thanks so much for hitting me in the face so hardContinueContinue reading “FLASHBACK RODEO”
I Miss My Friend Tonight
“so I love you So…”
We Lost Her
“Where I was Found is Where I Remain, a Scar on the Ground in The Land of Lost Names”©STMartin2022 ***Trigger Warning* This post contains adult subject matter such as mental illness and loss of life by one’s own hand*** ANOTHER FRIEND GONE: She is young, strong and beautiful. A gymnast, so good that she teachesContinueContinue reading “We Lost Her”
Tentacle Memories
“The Land of Lost Names”©SusanToddMartin2022($1800.00) Slinking out, an arm entwines/ while in my head a dream unwinds /My vision blurs as visions come/ I feel speech slide off my tongue/ It floats away unheard, unread/ I swim out further, the sea my bed. “Drowning With Her Baggage”©SusanToddMartin2023($290.00) Octo-eel emeralds, such glistening fish/ you filetContinueContinue reading “Tentacle Memories”
Hugging You
oh, my/ i sigh, wisp of memory/ floating by an image/ remembering us the smell of clean/ oil of olay hands warm/ blue veins/ grey eyes Oh, my/ i sigh. arm in arm/ hand to hand laughing again/ I dream awake oh! awaken my love! waiting breathlessly/ drowning sea I hug you tightly/ brightly ShiningContinueContinue reading “Hugging You”
The Mural Dream of a Cool Kid
“I was high on life, and probably paint fumes and Columbian Gold…it felt cool…”
Out of the Gutter Art 