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Gail RaeGarwood
Born in New York, and after having raised her family there, Gail Rae-Garwood changed her life by moving to a totally new environment in 2002. It was a good move. Ms. Rae-Garwood's writing started out as a means to an end for a single parent with two children and a need for more income than her career as a NYC teacher afforded. Although the children are now grown women with lives of their own, she continues to write from a different kind of necessity: she can't stop. While most of her work is non-fiction (how to, study guides, literary guides and medical narrative), she also writes fiction: Portal in Time is a time travel romance. While writing it, she discovered that fiction is harder to write than non-fiction. Her most recent book is a compilation of essays based upon interviews about Sort of Dark Places, which is also the title. Gail retired from both college teaching and acting - after a bit of soul searching about where her limited energy would be best spent - early in 2013. Ms. Rae-Garwood writes most often about Chronic Kidney Disease. She has a three time award winning weekly blog about this topic at and maintains a Facebook page at You can also find her on Twitter at and on various Facebook CKD support groups, as well as on LinkedIn (under her name) and Instagram as SlowItDownCKD. Of course, there's always her web site at As of April 6, 2013, the writer formerly known as Gail Rae became Gail Rae-Garwood. That was the day she married her sweetheart, Bear. Life was good; it became even better.


Sort of Dark Places
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Don't I feel like a loser when I learn you're through with me.
It was news to everyone, especially to me.
Don't I feel pathetic, like there's something wrong with me.
She is far more beautiful than I could ever be.
I stand here null and solemn, though it must be written on my face,
that I've found before the world what you couldn't say to my face.
You blow right on by me with your new love, hand in hand.
So smug, haughty, and thoughtless.  You are not much of a man.
Filled with anger, through and through, I feel like I could drown.
I lift my glass and drink fast to chase the feeling down.
I close my eyes.  I still see your face.  Somehow I should have known.
You kill me inside with a passing glance, and now my heart grows cold.
So much time spent in a one sided love was wasted all on you.
Don't I feel like a loser for ever caring about you.

By Anne Rasico (Joyce)

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