I do not get out as often as I’d like due to severe mobility & health issues. Seeing the world from up on high, complete with aerial views of early autumn hills and human habitats, is a rare thing for anyone, especially those with special access needs. Last weekend I went on a cable car…
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…
Body carved of clay
A way through this unknowing
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
thick fog descending,
fighting to find thoughts missing
in the throbbing swam.