Tag Archives: depression
Stolen
These aren’t my thoughts and dreams. I catalog a list of sins and hopes in blood that isn’t mine, spilled ink to paint every page of my life. They scream through me and I cannot harness, cannot tame, cannot rein … Continue reading
Don’t Talk
I don’t talk about it; I like to talk about it, I’d like to talk about it, but I don’t talk about it. I don’t talk about it because of the look on everyone’s face. The look that means disappointment. … Continue reading
Who Needs To Be Revived
It is spring that revives, even as the world begins to claw its way out from under the suffocating blanket of so many things better left unsaid why in fact don’t we all just stay in the cold in the … Continue reading
End In Sight
There are times when I wake that an afternoon light has tempted my eyelids, made me believe sunlight, golden and streaming, was pouring in to cover my face, illuminate me in honey. I wake expecting radiance. I wake, expecting a … Continue reading
The Reason
I wanted a cock between my legs because I wanted a cock of my own. That was the reason for most of my twenties. I’d have fucked any number of men to be my own man, and I tried my … Continue reading