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Hand’s Solo by Amy Sommer

Hand’s Solo by Amy Sommer

By Amy Sommer My left-hand dances to a beat all its own. It doesn’t need a partner or even music. The digits just flutter.  Constantly. Faster when I’m cold, slower when I’m well-rested. Sometimes my hand’s compass points north, then gyrates south; sometimes it...


The Dance by Carol Higgins

I'm being chased by a thief, a monster, hanging at the edges of my life, waiting to steal from me my movement my joy my smile.   In the dark of night I feel it breathing close to me waiting for the day it will overcome me.   But not today, today I am dancing for all I...

Diagnosis by Carol Higgins

What if I want to rage Like a storm at sea Against the words I heard – The firing squad.   They shot me down To great despair, ‘Progressing regression. How long not clear’.   No fear of death That is so inevitable But living into oblivion While still here Is sheer...

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