‘everyday pain’ by Sara Elgerot
The chaos of pain in every moment Inside me Playing its jarring jazz Impromptu – No set list Whilst I exist amongst you Cloaked I normalcy by Sara Elgerot Sweden
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‘CENTRAL PAIN SYNDROME: NAMING THE BEAST’, by Doug Sharp
body hangs off me like a scab, torture-punished brain a scared little animal peering out of skull, rats gnaw at the base of psyche, lick rusty razor blade, electric flame slice belly, fiery metal spears dangle from gut, The great beast paws idly at my entrails, sparking shark teeth chew slowly up leg, thrust scorching… Continue Reading ‘CENTRAL PAIN SYNDROME: NAMING THE BEAST’, by Doug Sharp
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‘Wings’, by Paula Knight
I drew this while lying down in bed during a ME/CFS relapse and Fibromyalgia flare-up that has seen me housebound and sometimes bedridden. It describes the location of some of the pain in my body and how sore it feels. The image also embodies my sense of feeling trapped as a result of my disability,… Continue Reading ‘Wings’, by Paula Knight
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‘The Night Shift’, by Libby R.
When he was dying, I swallowed a CoCodamol before bedtime as if it were hot chocolate. I craftily attributed my zen-like calm in the face of helping Dad as he pissed blood into a plastic pot at 3am – I don’t know what’s happening to me, he said, again and again – to my sensible… Continue Reading ‘The Night Shift’, by Libby R.
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‘The Pits of Pain’, by Katarina Juvancic
For some of us the universe is a dark pit, where pain finds its home, nesting and laying eggs of destruction. The whole life reduced to this crumbled, shrank, shelled body of pain. It takes over your whole existence. Nothing can keep the pain at bay at this point, not even your best “mind-over-matter” efforts… Continue Reading ‘The Pits of Pain’, by Katarina Juvancic
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‘Fibromyalgia’, by Zara Carpenter
Fibromyalgia My body drinks in the harsh cold of winter Setting my bones on fire Hands ball up into blotched white fists Suddenly and viciously A message travels down My over over sensitive nerves Sending fingers shooting out Dead straight Rigor morticed with pain Liquid churns hot in my spasming bowels Limp sprinting to the… Continue Reading ‘Fibromyalgia’, by Zara Carpenter
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‘SHARING VULNERABILITY THROUGH OUR STORIES’, by Katarina Juvancic
I went to see occupational therapist today, as I am having troubles with my daily chores. She asked some challenging stuff and burst into tears when I talked about my medical past. Then she told me her most intimate and painful story. I held her hand and we shared a beautiful moment of vulnerability together.… Continue Reading ‘SHARING VULNERABILITY THROUGH OUR STORIES’, by Katarina Juvancic
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‘Collateral Damage’, by Ellie Conway
There is too much light in the air today. My eyelids won’t retreat; they’re the heavy squad, repelling all invaders. My protection from a day too heavy for me, for my chest, my arms. my legs. I can only lie down beneath its weight. Breathing takes will. Push, push the invisible hand up, feel it… Continue Reading ‘Collateral Damage’, by Ellie Conway
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‘Occam’s Hammer’, by Garry Coulthard
No one talks about Occam’s other idea, the hammer, when his razor didn’t cut deep enough, his hammer smashed down. ‘Of an event occurring, it is most likely that the simplest one is the correct one’ ‘Of an inevitability occurring, the one that hurts the most is the correct one’ When Occam’s hammer falls, it’s… Continue Reading ‘Occam’s Hammer’, by Garry Coulthard
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