in the corner of her room
is a mother’s mind on fire, a brilliant
is a little girl, “stay away,” “stay away,”
there is danger,
is the pathway of a mental disease so contagious
it walks from decade to decade, generation to generation, destroying
is mahogany furniture, elegant drapes,
crystal and china from another time
is the sound of breaking glass and china vases
is dollhouses and horses being destroyed,
reflected in the center of a child’s eye.
is the edge of a wall made for fingers to grasp
and hold onto delusions of beauty and safety
is echo, voices, screaming
is searching for peace
like loose change
is tripping through the world,
trying to find my way,
is walking forward even when
it’s too hot and too loud.
Marie Turco is a poet. Poetry keeps her alive and breathing. She is also a psychotherapist, a mental health advocate, and someone who lives well with a mental illness and tries at every opportunity to state that so the stigma that surrounds mental illness is chipped away. She lives with a German Shepperd service dog and other pets. She is determined to live a life that is creative, outspoken, healthy; one that adds something to the world before she leaves.