memoirs of a floating woman

في مضافة الوجود اسم: لا، شكرا النوع: حسبما الهوية: غير مطابقة ممتلكات: بل مملوكة

checking into existence name: no thanks gender: depending identity: not applicable Possessions: nay possessed

He said to me: stay put! mercury! say I am- why the anguish over "harmless" mercury?

Friends are swings and that's all I have to say

Pain it hurt I forgave forgotten as a looker unto the rain from a window surrounded by wetness yet dry a pain unchecked unplanned it embraced my heart and bid me farewell so  why a milestone?

how can one start a new chapter without ending an old sometimes without even starting flipping through empty pages starting anew a blot of ink new sentence new paragraph in the middle of blank pages I do what I can not what I can't I can start I cannot end

b finally! welcome! we told you - indeed they did- straight line from a to b what good is a semi circle true nothing good in a semi circle the painful departure from a and the exhaustion of arrival at b and yet I arrive finally welcome

god She loved how she spoke to her about her god fondling the cross around her neck caressing "the virgin has grounded me" she too remembered a time when she scampered to god in fear in anticipation how she gripped the cold rails of god's existence her palms dripping with fervent prayers nails digging deep into her flesh with markings of faith until her callings were answered until her desires were drawn out into existence not anymore not that grip into a fleeting deity god exists firmly like a cold iron rod in the back spine of her soul every movement, utterance rings with a pressing presence but she does not grip does not hope does not call they stand together watching the raging sea calamity upon calamity crashing the shores of existence