A poem for my oldest brother, Steven Thomas Judge (1959-2013), who suffered, lived, and loved with schizophrenia for 34 brave and beautiful years.
I, too, love this photo of Steve - painted with the brushstrokes of your presence and love.
Such a beautiful spare poem. Take me to Mercy. Thank you
Beautiful, man. Why you wanna make a friend cry, uh? Much love from Brussels...
Great poem
Michael what you wrote is so moving. Edward
A perfect poem, Judge.
I love this photo of Steve. What an incredibly handsome guy.
Beautifully written. Lorna
I, too, love this photo of Steve - painted with the brushstrokes of your presence and love.
Such a beautiful spare poem. Take me to Mercy. Thank you
Beautiful, man. Why you wanna make a friend cry, uh? Much love from Brussels...
Great poem
Michael what you wrote is so moving. Edward
A perfect poem, Judge.
I love this photo of Steve. What an incredibly handsome guy.
Beautifully written. Lorna