
Tag: mental health

Trapped Tears
It’s back, that distantly familiar swell under my ribs, a bitter sensation, like crying which is desperate to escape. Is it my trapped tears, all alone inside my chest? Or the hollow itself that they inhabit, which hurts? The aching makes me inhale, throbbing intensifies. Perhaps because my sorrow is Read more

Every single night
My brain is a place of deep concern to me. My brain is a place of butterflies and octopi. You haven’t seen a place such as this and I am so happy for you. You tell me to smile and chock it all up to my negative attitude – that Read more

Judging Rights
Nestling together, blame and judgement let’s talk about that. Were you there? Were you wearing her clothes? You know, the ones she asked him not to pull off? Did you feel her heart accelerating? While her soul wept in fear of what was to come? Were you witness to all Read more

Fat Tuesday
Layla tells us that she was down to 500 calories a day when she saw God. We’re all at Bri’s house, the four of us knee to knee and shivering because her mom turns off the heat at nine. The basement TV is paused in the middle of an episode Read more

Weathered Beliefs
There is help on the way for those who step on weathered beliefs in instigating shades of abusive rhetoric for the vulnerable and gracious minded souls who seek comfort and answers instead of a whirlpool of subtle gaslit phrases to keep all guessing their worth in their pool of doubt Read more

First Four Seasons
First Summer We have been in Canada about a month, and the constant feeling of shock somewhere deep in my tummy, is not abatting. I am just eight years old. I am lonely, bored, and my parents have a lot to do, so my mother takes me out to the Read more

Dancing with Da D
death will dance with anyone anytime at any fuckin’ place it doesn’t discriminate or differentiate, it is not racist sexist or homophobe I have kissed it death is not a woman, I know it reeks of fetid sorrows gloomed motel rooms seeking sad numb unsuspecting souls it comforts human hearts Read more