Sam Nash

Ghosteen wrote a new post

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May 3, 2026

In the cancer year I bled like a thief, postmortem without a corpse The night she lost her hair tears of piers across the valleys crying for the days which will be no more, one bridge way too far When one was hurting silently the other one knew loudly; the afternoon deputy cancer-bastard pulled the shotgun...

9 Comments

Fia Naturie
1 month ago

I cannot imagine the pain and the dreams that come out of it.
- Ghosteen
  3 weeks, 4 days ago
  
  cancer is the loneliest hunter. thanks for the sentiments. fia
Damian DeadLove
1 month ago

Powerfully penned, Ghosteen. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian
- Ghosteen
  3 weeks, 4 days ago
  
  many thanks damian. of all the sites i have ever vistied, you are the most supportive & encouraging. says much about you as a person.
  - Damian DeadLove
    3 weeks, 4 days ago
    
    That’s kind of you to say my friend. Appreciate you.
    
    Damian
Honoria
4 weeks, 1 day ago

Dear R,

This years at my heart strings. Makes me think of Eerie. And my heart bleeds. This piece is so strong it has its own pulse. H 🌷
- Ghosteen
  3 weeks, 4 days ago
  
  diolch H. when a kind soul such as yourself emotionally responds to my tatty words, it makes it worthwhile. eerie touched your heart, that is all we can ask in this trapeze and circus we call life. x
Styxian
4 weeks ago

“When one was hurting silently
the other one knew loudly; ” – This is actually very clever and damn accurate. Props for that bit of genius.
The write itself is brutally honest and centered once for heart and once for the head. This is why I search your writes out, for the skill. Awesome write, Rob.
- Ghosteen
  3 weeks, 4 days ago
  
  you are not exactly bereft of writing skills yourself my friend. far from it.
  
  that’s twice cancer has sliced my heart. moving on with so much love delivered to my spine.
  
  thanks too for the ‘comments’ insight.