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Stories From the Edge of Blindness

In 2002, Retinitis Pigmentosa changed my life. This is my story of a slow approach to darkness.

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Missing the Dead

I am absolutely thrilled that my first acceptance from a journal this year came from Nine Muses Poetry, a journal that has published so many of the contemporary writers I admire. My huge thanks to editor Annest Gwilym for including... Continue Reading →

Blind in the Time of the Virus

It seems like ages since I have written about blindness.  It feels so small, so insignificant compared to what the world is facing, but regardless of its weight in a moment or hour or day, blindness is always with me.  Blindness won’t... Continue Reading →

My Husband is a Genius

I am super excited!  I have a WEBSITE, an actual website with pictures and everything!  I feel like a real grown up writer, and the best part of it is that my husband, Joe, imagined, designed and created it.  He... Continue Reading →

Beyond Shades of Grey

I never believed that the act of living happened in black and white.  I thought it happened in all the shades of gray, the spaces in between, the cracks and caverns and hidden places.  These past few weeks, I have... Continue Reading →

A Small Detour

If you are familiar with my blog, then you know I have been posting a new series of recorded poems, starting with my publications in 2015, which came after a lengthy hiatus.  I am going to continue with the older... Continue Reading →

Thirty One Years

Thirty one years ago today, after a long battle with a gene mutation that gave her multiple kinds of cancer, my Mom died. She was 52 years old.  This photograph was taken on her 50th birthday.  This year, I will... Continue Reading →

The Year Through RP Eyes

I debated writing an end of year post.  I have been in what feels like an endless sinking, felt myself fading so rapidly as the days drag forward, bringing me closer to 50 and what I imagined would be an... Continue Reading →

Increments of Five

Why is it that we give monument to increments of five? Why do five and ten hold more weight than three or seven?  The fifth anniversary of my brother's death just passed and five years feels impossible.  I have this... Continue Reading →

Dodging the Rain

I am super excited and honored to have 3 of my poems in Dodging the Rain today.    My huge thanks go out to poetry editor Neil Slevin! I don't usually write much about my poems after they are published;... Continue Reading →

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