illumination


Saturday, April 9, 2016

Fog

Long ago you kissed
the nine

You struggle to remember

Something else is slipping
away

In this corner
I am blind


Posted by Renée Elizabeth Cauller at 11:30 AM
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Labels: Chronic Illness, Dysautonomia, national poetry month, poet, Poetry, Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome, POTS

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Renée Elizabeth Cauller
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Archive of Renée's recent poetry and prose. Writing since the first pen in her grasp. Contact: renee.cauller@verizon.net
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