floweringink
I am a writer, going blind in Los Angeles. This blog is my story of a slow approach to darkness as I traverse through the rubble of urban life. It is what I see in the withering spaces of my remaining vision. It is humor and despair and darkness and light. It is what I witness as the world slowly disappears.
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Stories From the Edge of Blindness 
July 9, 2018 at 7:36 am
Beautifully written. Love all the imagery, so raw and poignant.
July 9, 2018 at 7:40 am
Thank you!!!
July 9, 2018 at 7:47 am
You are welcome.
July 9, 2018 at 8:25 am
We are prisoners in this world, in our world. Let’s elope together.
July 9, 2018 at 8:28 am
We shall, we are……with every word.
July 9, 2018 at 9:41 am
Luckily, it’s a one-way journey.
July 9, 2018 at 8:41 am
My peach pit heart. I swear to God I had a break up once and described to a friend that my chest felt like it had been “pitted like a peach.” Love this devastating piece!
July 9, 2018 at 8:46 am
Thank you, Beautiful!!!!!! I have missed you!
July 9, 2018 at 9:14 am
Oh girlfriend, this is painfully brilliant and darkly beautiful.
July 9, 2018 at 9:50 am
Thank you Thank you, my friend!!!!
July 9, 2018 at 12:48 pm
Thank YOU for being who you are. An original.
July 9, 2018 at 9:43 am
he should be more caring
but meanwhiles
there s a sweet lady
in omaha
slowly going
growing blind
macular degeneration
our dawn!
July 9, 2018 at 9:53 am
growing blind…..so much happens in darkness.
July 9, 2018 at 10:00 am
opens up other senses dawn has a mother ,husband and twin sons
July 9, 2018 at 10:46 am
God still so powerful.
July 9, 2018 at 11:16 am
Thank you, my friend!!!!
July 9, 2018 at 11:33 am
You are VERY welcome.