thirty years later…

I had to take a little time off from the “other” blog, from writing in general. I’d written about the rape. Again. It’s hard. I was going to say You don’t know what you take from us when you rape us. But, I’d be speaking to people who either don’t care - those who rape [...]

and some day, never comes…

Some days I’m all Kumbaya
Some days I’m all Fight Club
Some days I’m all I can’t hear you
Some days I’m all Go Away

Some days I’m just holding my breath, and swimming as fast as I can.

ode to my depression

Alcohol was my answer to The Depression. My first answer. It worked for a while, until it didn’t. It worked until it needed something…extra.
Tuinals, nembutals, lysergic acid diethylamide, seconals, amyl nitrate, mescaline, peyote, cocaine, crank, quaaludes, heroin. Just a little something extra on top of the alcohol, for the deep soul sucking hole inside of [...]