Stories From the Edge of Blindness

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


Susan Richardson

Recorded Poetry Series – Early

I have resumed my recorded poetry series with another poem originally published in Wildflower Muse, in 2016.  It’s called, “Early”  If you like, you can read it here. You can also subscribe to my YouTube channel, if you would like to hear more of my recorded poetry series.


In continuing my recorded poetry series,  I am sharing the second of three poems published in Stepping Stones Magazine in 2015.

If you are interested, you can subscribe to my YouTube page here.


I am silenced by grief.
By shadows and blindness and the infernal heat wave
that coats my city like an itchy, heavy blanket.
I am coming unhinged.
I try to climb up through my lethargy,
snap my pieces back into place,
but the gravity of your absence pushes me
down on the floor, where blindness doesn’t matter
and the silence is intoxicating.
If I am perfectly still, the chaos won’t touch me
and my ghosts can’t find me.
If I rise to the occasion of my creative pulse,
I may burn up in the greedy spark of my fear.
Darkness chases me through the passages of my life,
whispering that I am useless and defective.
The sacrifice is my voice.
It is a sacrifice I am not yet willing to make.


The Opiate Magazine

I am thrilled to have 3 of my poems in the current print issue of The Opiate Magazine.  If you are interested in picking up a copy, you can do so online, or in these bookstores.

Poem in Ink Sweat & Tears

I am super excited to have a poem in Ink Sweat & Tears today!  It is an honor to be a part of this incredible journal.  My huge thanks go out to Editor Helen Ivory and Publisher Kate Birch!

If you would like to read my poem, you can do so here.

The Writer

I have been finding it very difficult to get inspired to write any poetry lately, until yesterday, when I read the beautiful poem, “The Poet~part 2”, from The Stories In Between.  What I wrote is pale in comparison to his gorgeous poem, just the unedited bones of a first draft, but it was wonderful to feel the inspiration.

The Writer

Light flits off an empty screen,

taunting me,

throwing doubt into my eyes.

Why must I always break through the waves,

only to find my mouth full of ash?

My feet are less steady each time I stand,

heart hollow from the effort.

I try to shake the brittle ink from the pen,

but the emptiness is so loud,

painful to the touch.   

My words become frail in the heat,

all sense of myself siphoned into the sun.



Ink in Thirds

I love Thursdays.  Every Thursday, Ink in Thirds hosts a wonderful opportunity to create poetry with their Three Line Thursdays.  It is a beautifully creative and inspiring space frequented by writers I have come to admire and adore!  This Thursday is especially great because it marks the release of the newest issue of Ink in Thirds, including one of my poems.  It is made even more special because the poem is one of my Three Line Thursday contributions.

You can find the current issue here.

I am thrilled and honored to be a part of the current issue of Ink in Thirds!!!  My huge thanks to editor and curator, Grace Black.

Best of the Net

I got an amazing surprise last night!  My dark little poem, “Stiff Trigger” has been nominated, by editors Kendall and Christina Bell from Chantarelle’s Notebook, for  Best of the Net!  This is a huge honor and I am so grateful.


Stiff Trigger

 If I used a razor, I would warm the blade,
delighting in the comfort of tepid steel,
and watch life pool in crevices on the floor.

If I took pills, I’d lay them across my palm,
sacrament for a wanting tongue,
penance doused in bitterness,
tugging on my eyelids with welcome force.

If I used a gun, it would be an antique,
with gilded barrels and a stiff trigger,
a relic of ravaged lives held gently to my lips.


*first published in Chantarelle’s Notebook







Pedestals of Glass

It feels a bit strange to be dropping in, posting a bit of poetry and curling back into my solitude, but here I am doing just that.  Although I have been missing all of the amazing writing and support that comes from this strange and wonderful WP world, I am taking some much needed time to immerse myself in collections of poetry, by wonderful writers such as Steve Denehan (just started reading his collection and you should too), and trying to get inspired to write my own collection, while continuing to learn more about the craft of writing poetry.

All of that said, I can’t resist a challenge and even during my hiatus, I can’t keep myself away from Visual Verse and TLT.  This month’s Visual Verse image was very provocative and brought about some gorgeous writing from some of my favorite contemporary writers.  If you are interested in reading my contribution to the challenge, you can do so here.

If you haven’t participated in Visual Verse, give it a go next month.  It is super fun!

Create a free website or blog at

Up ↑