the mind fades

It took me a long time to recall how to get onto this blog tonight and I know it is not unrelated to turning sixty, me who actually once uttered the words of my day about not trusting anyone over thirty-
the lost boys found me and i became an old woman full of rage, but wise a fucking sage

I've spent some time with the frail today- the pain really is as deep as the joy.

I invite anyone who reads this to the first Friday in May Gala at the gallery- starting at six