10 September 1998




Dear Francesca,

Today was
  waking with a cold still lingering
    body stiff and achy
    head hurting

  working only a short time
    lifting heavy reference books
    made difficult by a weak body

  getting blood drawn
    just to make sure this is a cold
    not the depakote reaching a toxic level
    feeling alone and left of center once again
    depression has a wide grasp

  feeling in a fog from being sick
    and from remembering last night's dreams
    one of my ex-boyfriend and a childhood friend
    another of taking a different job in a downtown building
    getting vertigo thinking of how tall the building is
    feeling a loss of gravity as I rise in the elevator

  and now writing you dear Franney
    these words I give to you
    before I say goodnight

Yours,
Hannah Iona

before----after

a home of sorts

short thoughts on small things

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