Monthly Archives: November 2004

Spending your days on a psychiatric ward can really fuck with your mindset. Everywhere I turn I see insanity, chaos, hopelessness, pointlessness. Thanksgiving Day a nineteen year old kid was admitted by his parents after they found him in the … Continue reading →

Words of wisdom, free of self and doubt, and self-doubt, unruddered and unrutted. Swelling and heavy with a yearning to know and be known, to sing a real song. To move mountains or maybe just my bowels. Frightened–of change and … Continue reading →

A lot of things have gone down in these weeks and days leading up to my thirty-fourth birthday. The first to drop was the toilet seat. After innumerable attempts to figure out how tiny droplets of piss-water could jump out … Continue reading →