Wow! I’m speechless. With each write you’re revealing more and more scary info that keeps changing the full picture. I wish none of what happened to you existed.

Thanks Tim! Me too.

FUCK! Your stories captivate me. At the same time, you went through some heinous shit as a child.

Your poetry always caresses the senses with a surrealistic hug. Nice one. 🙂

Oh, this is good!

Blimey Roma, I lie less than a mile from the sea and yet these words resonate louder than the incoming midnight tide. You are a mistress of the moon and sea – always leave that mahogany door open.

Beautifully penned, Roma. Your imagery is so precise it immediately grabs my attention. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

‘Then I awoke,
carrying the weight of water,
of memory,
of starlight,

bridging the world of the living
with the world I had entered.’

Your words have a sadness from core to display; I had to read them three times because at the first try I sighed, had to catch my breath; tragedy seemed to come from somewhere far, far out of reach. Such emotional words, could be real, true.

Hi emmagreen. Thank you so much for such a thoughtful response. 🌙 Your words mean a lot…I wrote this piece with that very sense of distance and weight in mind, like grief and memory carried from another realm. I’m touched it resonated with you.