Sample: It was eight o’clock, and the dappled sun shone through the trees, creating mysterious shadows through the blinds. I was exhausted and curled with a fleece… Read more “Sweeping Dreams”
Tag: depression
Reflection
Are you still debating whether you like what you see?I can’t say that I blame you.Cracks from plunged bloody fists hide distorted lines under your eyes.I see… Read more “Reflection”
A Bible and Calendar Pages
I licked my finger, flipping through pages of a men’s magazine, tucked inside of a Bible, counting calendar pages, avoiding a body bag—at least for today. I… Read more “A Bible and Calendar Pages”
We Need a Break
“It’s depression, can I come in?” “Yeah…I’m kinda busy today, dear.” “I’m free next Tuesday.” “I’m busy that day, too.” “How’s tomorrow night sound?” “I have a… Read more “We Need a Break”
Who Killed Hannah?
I so have to figure out who killed, no, who murdered Hannah and why, Francis thought, staring eye-level into a half-empty wineglass as though it were her… Read more “Who Killed Hannah?”
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