I was twenty-one the first time I woke unable to stand, tingly numb equally from my knees down rising to the bottom of my ribs.
Tag: Multiple Sclerosis
The Season of Fiddleheads
The complexity of a Seasons change Is simplicity to Nature’s ways As the northern wind holds strong a seasonal game of tug of war begins
May Happings
May 6th Saturday 7-9pm Underground Music Cafe St Paul, MN My friend Mark Fluery is having a book launch and graciously offered to donate the proceeds to my Medical Fund. Poetry Launch / Open Mic for the Eight Wheeled Doorway of Serpent's Head May 7 Sunday 10:30 - Sing & Drum with Oshkii [...]
