The dark veil of depression covers me,
blurring, obscuring all I once knew.
Heavy,
unyielding
as a habit of chain mail,
it has no use for my tears.
What does the darkness want of me?
What does the darkness want for me?
Veil
About Ann
I am interested in the strange beauty of brokenness, in transforming possibility in difficult times, in how we heal even when we can’t get better, in the alchemy of surrender, in the interplay of light and shadow, in the bounty of everyday wonders, in the gift of laughter…and writing about it, all and everything.
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