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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 
August 11, 2018 at 2:45 pm
I don’t always like to repeat myself in these comments, but I have to say it again. Susan, you pull no punches with this one. It is pure, and raw, yet only you could write this with such a masterful quill.
August 11, 2018 at 4:03 pm
You are wonderful!!! Thank you!
August 11, 2018 at 2:53 pm
This is raw with its emotion and sensitivity: reading it I can sense your pain. A very well crafted poem.
August 11, 2018 at 4:05 pm
Thank you so much, Chris!!!
August 11, 2018 at 3:46 pm
Wow
August 11, 2018 at 4:06 pm
Thank you so much!!!!!
August 11, 2018 at 4:42 pm
You’re welcome
August 12, 2018 at 12:38 am
I don’t think we can ever get over the death of loved ones. It marks us for good. The passage of time is of no significance, giving us no comfort.
Painfully exquisite.
August 12, 2018 at 7:12 am
Thank you, my friend!!! And yes, I totally agree, losing loved ones creates scars that we will carry forever, that won’t ever fade.
August 12, 2018 at 7:11 am
Stunning. You are my hero, my muse, and a gift to this art form.
August 12, 2018 at 7:17 am
You are my Angel, Sarah! Thank you for being in my life! I know this can’t have been easy for you to read right now. My love and heart are with you.
August 12, 2018 at 7:43 am
I read it to myself and then read it aloud to my friend with tears streaming. She leaned her body against me and approved my comment to you. (We were waiting in line to buy pie—chocolate peanut butter!)
August 12, 2018 at 8:11 am
Oh, Sarah…..my Mom loved anything chocolate and peanut butter and I inherited this love for the combination! I am glad you were buying pie, something sweet, something good! My Mom’s birthday is in a week…..she is strong in my thoughts.
August 12, 2018 at 8:17 am
Oh Susan!!! Oh sending so much love!! So nervous for November.
August 12, 2018 at 9:50 am
Oh Susan, this burns into the fabric of bittersweet memories of mine. So damned good. I am grateful for your gift.
August 12, 2018 at 10:39 am
Thank you so much, Rita!!!!! You are poetry, my friend!
August 12, 2018 at 8:38 pm
You are most welcome. ❤