Limp with heroics of a near miss – there is a prize for valor, unintended: fated to carry the bulk of your own damned good fortune, a taunting phantom’s limb. Better you than me, mate. Better me than you. An entreaty: better me. Bear me up along the long survivor’s arc. Bravery is built on… Continue reading Limp With Heroics
Tag: loss
Proxy
I have aged in time, in rhythm, disordered. There is no apt objection to questions born and barren, deriding bright-eyed simplicity, curiosity’s unsubtle purr. This permanent note of pause crudely etched in my line of sight —indices of accelerated living, in contravention of an ending, all too real and incomplete. What evidence do you need?… Continue reading Proxy
#Hiraeth
Drunk on serotonin cocktails, up, always with a twist, midnight to sunrise tonics of choice. In dreams we visit these places. Reclaiming forfeited promises. It’s a wonder – purest nostalgia for places unseen, experiences unexperienced. I invent memories, what we would have done in years un-lost. I build by force the life you left from… Continue reading #Hiraeth
caroline ridgway 