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They Don’t Tell You That You Can Never Leave

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What Depression Tells Me

Little Dave “Argue” 1997

December 30, 2015September 13, 2019 Elizabeth Regen

a creative madness soaks my conscience pulsing emotion wets me up i panic with the breaking of the news i unsuccessfully reach back in time to grab the facts an attempt to change them a pathetic, bleeding hope to remove them to reform my eternal reality I WANT FOR IT Read more

November 17, 2015October 4, 2018 Margret Avery

It grabs you won’t let go sits on your heart and waits to erupt in an unseemly untimely manner for you to stammer in words that lack self-expression to reveal this confession unfolding and then folding back inside your body like waves of unchartered waters that stand inside of you Read more

We Fought Hard. We Loved Hard. Momma and Me

October 9, 2015October 4, 2018 Leslie Lippa

“What do you want me to do,” she asked, “live until I’m 88?!” “No,” I replied quietly, “I want you to live until I’m 88.” It was at that moment I finally realized my mother was dying. I had been down this road with her for what seemed like an Read more