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29 December 2017

Published December 27, 2017 by rochellewisoff

 

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The following is an edited version of a poem I wrote in the 90’s while battling severe depression and anorexia nervosa which is about control. I thought I was in control but, almost too late, realized the demon was controlling me.  To sort through my confusion I wrote poetry as a means of journaling. Happily, this is no longer my reality, but at the time…

Genre: Adverse Verse

Word Count: 100

VICIOUS CYCLE

Knotted cords surround my thoughts

Like twine that binds a package;

Profusion of convolution, confusion

No solution

Seeking resolution, absolution.

            I’m choking

                        On the dry bread of shame.

And I’m left no choice

But to savagely purge myself.

Cathartic poison,

Painful comfort.

I run a perilous race

To a fatal finish line.

Lethal, venomous humiliation besieges me.

The sins of the forefathers,

Cousins, babysitters and uncles  

Devour and bury.

The demon lures and captures me

In his serpentine embrace.

Too weary to resist seduction,

I relinquish and surrender.

Profusion of convolution, confusion

            No solution

Seeking resolution, absolution

To what conclusion?

 

12 February 2016

Published February 10, 2016 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Memoir

Word Count: 100

WHEN THE SUN CONCEIVED A WOMAN

            I tasted dusty tile floor. Aware of prying stares, lying in my own filth, I wished I could dissolve between the cracks of the thrift shop floor.

            A paramedic struggled to insert an IV into my collapsed vein. “What year is it?”

            “1996.”

            “Do you know your name?”

             My doctor’s words haunted me.

            “You’re going to end up dead on the bathroom floor like Karen Carpenter and there’s nothing I can do about it.”

             Was this the legacy I wanted to leave my children?

            Infused with renewed will to conquer the beast, I answered the EMT. “My name is Rochelle.”  

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*Footnote-This was a major wake-up call and the first day of my decision to live. The following sketch is part of a series I did to go along with an inner child story I wrote while in treatment, entitled The Magic Daffodils. 

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Original Artwork © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

12 December 2014

Published December 10, 2014 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Memoir

Word Count: 100

GRACE

            In the midst of running, swimming and daily calisthenics, all at a frenetic pace, I fantasized about onion rings and fried chicken. Low numbers were all that mattered. One hundred calories per meal. Twenty pink pills to purge them. The scale hovered between eighty-five and eighty-four. 

            “You like my new jeans?” I asked my friend Linda. “I can’t believe they fit.”

            “What size?” Her ice-blue gaze met mine.  

            “Zero.”

            “You’ll look nice in your child-size coffin.”

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            Now I run and swim at a comfortable pace and not a day goes by that I don’t thank Linda for my life.

 

Author’s Note: After I made the difficult decision to move on, Linda and I tossed those skinny jeans down the trash compactor in the backroom of our store. I don’t tell this to garner sympathy. It’s something I went through and have conquered with the help of excellent therapy and good friends. Life is all grist for the mill, isn’t it? 

 

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16 August 2013

Published August 14, 2013 by rochellewisoff

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As always, writers are encouraged to be as innovative as possible with the prompt and 100 word constraints. 

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  • Shalom,

              Rochelle

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Genre: Memoir

Word Count: 100

ONE TIN SOLDIER

            Dear Hank,

            Remember how we saw Billy Jack four weekends in a row? I always thought you imagined yourself to be a bad-ass who could kick the hell out of injustice. And with the black belt you earned in Taekwondo, perhaps you could have.

            After graduation our paths diverged. Letters, phone calls and occasional visits kept us connected. 

            When I learned of your fatal crash I reeled with disbelief.

            You were the epitome of masculinity, but you were never afraid to cry. Your tears at my attempted suicide infused me with an indomitable will to survive. 

            Thank you.

            Love,

            Roach

 

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