Author: Nicole Kinzel

  • Narcissists And Disabilities

    I have written before how disability causes extra challenges for the family. This time I will touch on something more specific since the culprit in question does not read any of these. I have noticed the unfortunate co existence that seems to exist between disabled family members and narcissistic family. For me, my father is…

  • Thank You For The Yard

    Thank you for fulfilling a need. Providing a space to thrive. A reason to break the bars on the cage I have designed for myself. To leave the dark cave of a bedroom I could stay in for hours on end. Lit by artificial light meant to simulate what was missing when I had given…

  • Where have you been? Poem

    I spy a plant on the side of a sidewalk. Covered in flowers both red and white like precious gems. Full and settled comfortably under the the late afternoon sky. Reflecting back the sunset in bisected color. Large and lush to speak of a long silent history. A journey I could never hope to know.…

  • Lucid Dreaming With Company Dream

    I am wandering through the neighborhood to go back home. It’s dark and early night time. It still feels early however. Perhaps a winter evening. I look around. My house is where it’s supposed to be at the end of the cul-de-sac. Something feels wrong though… What was it? Oh! The other houses don’t look…

  • Down With The Sickness?

    I’ve recently come down with what is probably the flu and come to a strange realization. Life feels simpler when sick. I do not mean to say it is comfortable or pleasant. Illness is always the opposite of pleasant no matter what level it affects. The world simply shrinks down on itself. When sick, a…

  • Saudade Poem

    Saudade is waking up in the morning as a child. The gentle sound of mourning doves streaming through the cracks in the blinds as well as the golden sun. Weekends filled with boredom and hopes of the future. Dreams reflected in the shapes of the clouds and the blue of sky. No ties to the…

  • Blessed Poem

    Blessed are those that enjoy helping others. A loop that feeds into itself instead of eating its own tail. Those that are able to give and receive at the same time. Freaks of today’s society, rejecting the flow. To support and be supportive. Blessed are those that can grow and grow others. *** Blessed are…

  • Doctors hate it! Poem

    One trick to live a healthy life. Doctors hate it! The one clickbait that is accurate. Essential to comfort in life. Though not always a perfect cure all. The trick of seeking help when you need it. *** Doctors hate it because it keeps them busy. Nurse calling the doctor for the 4th time in…

  • Retraction Poem

    You always do this. A pattern I always fall for. A trick you know to pull. Either a fallout of my naivety or the consequences of your character. A history I fail to want to learn from. Behavior you feel little incentive to change. *** It starts with a promise. Telling me exactly what I…

  • Teeth Poem

    Almost everyone has had the experience. Feeling the wiggle of a tooth with the tongue. Suddenly teeth are falling out. Raining down like loose gravel pebbles left to pick up off the lap. A distressing dream. A common theme. *** What shapes the pattern? It could be the common history of losing teeth. It could…