my shadow’s fingers draw far into the corners that my hands can’t know. Antonia Sara Zenkevitch Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Alt Text for the image above: a grey panelled room with low hanging light-shade and wooden chair near an empty hearth. There are indistinct disembodied shadows, including of splayed hands.
“Breathe in, breathe out, hold your breath,
a recorded voice instructs,
as other sounds pierce my heart,
I feel entombed
staring at that small black hole
as I comply, …
…life; potential; vitality,
such strength for the able-bodied,
I choose a bolder path you see,
or perhaps ‘choice’ was eroded
by kinks in my neurology
and the way my cells encoded
in ‘abnormal’ biology; …
Hello All, Apologies for not posting in quite a while. This is the good, the bad and the ugly and the hopeful reasons why. As many of you who follow this blog will know, I have to battle a complex mix of disabilities and health challenges. Early this year I gained two more diagnoses, for…
Alternative Text: a zebra unicorn stands on clover grass under a starry night sky full of shooting stars Unicorn Zebra rarest of the rare, horses say we don’t exist, seek us where we roam. Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
losing words and dates again, I laugh when I have trouble with a form but part of me is frightened, my neurology is not the norm, never was, but this dense fog is getting deeper; first I cannot read as I lose focus, my thoughts loop, as I infer what I inferred before before…
You may not see our battle scars,
but know this; we are not victims
we are this world’s warriors.
cardiology; ‘an abnormality of the functioning of the autonomic (involuntary) nervous system,’ another one; a condition common with my co-morbidities, nothing I’d not guessed we already do much of what they say I should, I laugh during the tests; “Don’t get up too fast,” he says smiling knowingly – as if I could, and we…
My favourite quotes have long included “Do not fear death, fear the inadequate life.” Long the unanswerable question that lurks on the edges started roaring loudly.
Lost focus; Thoughts are flighty friends, Loneliness Born within The absent I escaping All navigation. Antonia Sara Zenkevitch