where am i?
Forgetfulness is no excuse for being ignored by the forgotten. Their rise and fall. why am i here? Mood is / behaviour is / bright was / calm was. Where confusion is worse than loss. when can i come home? They are not dead, you know, but are somewhere else where it isn’t measured as it used to be. And depression. where am i? To reach this stage you wouldn’t have thought there were others. Adventure though the connection with what is occasionally recalled. why am i here? Anatomically annotated, the colours will not be remembered for their appropriateness. Prosaic targets for neurodegeneration. when can i come home?
About the Contributor
Mike Ferguson is an American permanently resident in the UK. His most recent poetry publication is ‘Professions’ (Red Ceilings Press, 2018) and ‘Precarious Real’ (Maquette Press, 2016).
Stoner - John Williams
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- The Cyclops
- The Girl with Many Names by Kristin LaFollette
- Three by Deb Scudder
- The Mourner by Louise Burgess
- Margot by Marni Appleton
- Pebbles on a Shore by Lynne E Blackwood
- blindfolded minds by Rachel Hawkins
- Phantom habits by Blakeley Bartee
- Dementia’s Mantra by Mike Ferguson
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