Beginning in the middle

Today I am starting a blog in anonymity (sort of). Visibly invisible. A place to speak to a universe without ears. To express my depression? Maybe to say what I never say to anyone.

I live alone. I rarely speak to anyone anymore. I rarely go out. It is very hard to go out. I imagine going out, but weeks go by. I manage when food runs out. But not otherwise.

I have written a lot of poetry, editing it over and over. I suppose my poem "About Where I Write" is as good a place as any to start.