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About Rosa

I run with knives

JFC

I’m fucking losing my mind is all….

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Don’t

I changed my mind. Don’t give her any of this to listen to or read. It’s not that neither of us could use another perspective. It’s not that I’m the crazy psycho bitch from hell and he’s the ginormous, misogynist … Continue reading

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waking

I woke up crying. I reached for…what…oh, the knife, It was out on the bed. Dammit. I thought of how careful I need to be here. To keep it sheathed. How easy it would be. As easy as he did … Continue reading

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stutter

I stuttered as a child. I don’t actually remember stuttering, but I remember having speech therapy in the auditorium. I remember we did that for a long time. Or what seemed like a long time for a child of 6. … Continue reading

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nothing

6 days. Nothing. Not a word. Not, give me some time. Not, I’m pissed at you. Not fuck you. Nothing. welp. No answer is an answer no action is an action. I’ll probably regret it like drinking too much tequila. … Continue reading

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Dilemma

The battle in my head for some time is what to do with the numerous journals-both formal and informal, and of course, this blog, when I die. There is a good deal here and in my journals that I really … Continue reading

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I just wanna

have a little fun. Ice cream and a swing in the park. A blanket and a book. A kite on a nearly cloudless day. A drink, a dance, a smile Normal… There is no normal anymore and it fills my … Continue reading

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incapacitating

bone crushing, all-encompassing, sadness sitting in the corner crying, sadness Oh, Anam Cara, Why? Why are you so mad? Why do you reject me? Punish me? Ignore me? Be deliberately hurtful and mean-spirited? If it’s intentional, it’s working. If it’s not … Continue reading

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Set Point

What is your set point? Mine is cantankerous with a sprinkle of sarcastic amusement of the absurd. Oh, and I hope they serve good sweet milk stouts and wine in hell. Just sayin’

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fade away

We all shine like stars And then we fade away Cause there’s a monster living under my bed Whispering in my ear There’s an angel, with a hand on my head She say I’ve got nothing to fear There’s a … Continue reading

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scar stitched hearts

With every loss, for every scar stitched across our heart, remember that those scars limit neither the size of our heart nor our capacity to Love. The heart always grows larger to accommodate the loss.

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constant companion

Death is my constant companion. We walk side by side, silent, a shadowy presence I often wonder if anyone else can see his shadow next to mine. There are times I shrink in horror the thought, at other times I … Continue reading

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Cast me

Cast me gently Into morning For the night has been unkind Take me to a Place so holy That I can wash this from my mind… (Answer, Sarah McLachlan)

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Regrets

Originally posted on Sands of Time:
For me, living means trying to have no regrets along the way. Being honest, treating people kindly, making the best decisions I can for me, for my family. Not lying, not cheating. I’ve talked…

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Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

I wish to be cremated Distribute my ashes equally: My parents, if living. If not, the family Urn. Mix me with my ancestors for all time. My brother Vincent. Feed me to the fishes. Release me in your favorite fishing … Continue reading

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