The earth rolls beneath my feet, a wave
carrying me across the courtyard.
I sink into his mouth.
Afternoon erupts with fear as the
ground spits back its shaking aftermath.
Sunburned pavement cracks in his grasp.
Evening whispers its descent,
peppering the sky with darkened clouds.
Far below, the world stands still.
Susan Richardson is living, writing and going blind in Hollywood. She was diagnosed with Retinitis Pigmentosa in 2002 and much of her work focuses on her relationship to the world as a partially sighted woman. In addition to poetry, she writes a blog called “Stories from the Edge of Blindness”. Her work has been published in: Stepping Stones Magazine, Wildflower Muse, The Furious Gazelle, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig, Chantarelle’s Notebook, Foxglove Journal, Literary Juice and Sick Lit Magazine, with pieces forthcoming in Amaryllis. She was also awarded the Sheila-Na-Gig Winter Poetry Prize.