A shadow in the frame—Always, always….No escape possible.Eternal, its strengthand size shifting at timesto delicate and nothing much,fooling me into believingI have emerged, triumphant.Yet, the shadow,no matter how faint,is never conquered,and I am never triumphant.Whispering,spitingits white noise poisonsinto my earas it stands, faintly seen,behind me,exercising strengthnot humanover the fifty yearsof truth I have livedto cast […]

The Well of Childhood Haunting – Annette Kalandros