Tag Archives: depression
Safety Glass
When he is at his most fragile, when he is at his breaking point, he must always remember: if he is broken, he is good for little more than cutting anyone who reaches out to him. If he is to … Continue reading
Welcome Home
Slogging through an eternal winter of the mind, fingers and heart numb, eyelids heavy from frost and self hate. The world is perpetually dark, with a pale, weakling sun, who never quite comes above the horizon, circling around the perimeter … Continue reading
The Nowhere
The place was all at once a still, crescent-shaped pool beneath a massive gold-leafed willow, a dusty store with shelves and racks and closets overflowing with every item imaginable, a set of impossibly tall, echoing hallways paved in intricate marble … Continue reading
Depression: The Motherland
You think you know what it is to be in the black hole under the paws of the black dog surrounded by and suffocating from a black heart because you have been there. You say you have been there. I … Continue reading
We Murdered Her
Together, we murdered her, eighteen years ago. We did it without warning, without even noticing. I am wearing her skin, and I walk her around as though her name is mine. I am her ghost, but I am the dead … Continue reading