Dementia

Slipping Away in The Fog

A poem

My mind, once a boundless archive,
now a tangle of half-remembered fragments,
a…

John and Sarah

Poetry

I’m alone, 
All my friends are gone,

POETRY

A Terrible Thing is Happening

My mother is dying memory by memory

Seeing Through Cataracts

My mother in a nursing home

Living Alone in a Crowded House

The Lark poetry competition

The Storm of Dementia

The decision to put Mom in a nursing home

When The Dead Are Not Gone

A poem about the cruelty of dementia

They Do Not Know

Space the place between my ears

Unrecognizable

The pain of losing someone when they are still here in front of you