Last night, I drove through Detroitand listened to Folklore.By that I mean, I drove up and downWoodward Avenue.By that I mean - I drove to Birminghamand back,but if you've never been to Detroit metro,then you don't knowthat's the rich suburbs. I saw a copand got paranoid,because even though I'm whiteand drive a Buick, I'm not … Continue reading December
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Autumn
Everyone looses their shit over fall:the colors,the sweaters, and pumpkin spice, oh my!But I can't stand the darkness creeping induring the expanding night,with the chill in the air that will turn to snow in a few weeks time...or maybe not - 'cause the Earth is boiling, both literally and metaphorically - I feel trapped, in … Continue reading Autumn
Two Weeks Later
Two weeks later and I feel trapped in reality. I keep thinking about that time last summer when I saw the world was crooked and I keep wondering is it still? Or was that an off kilter moment on borrowed time? Or was it, an indication of times to come? Or was it... I find … Continue reading Two Weeks Later
depression
My depression is like when my skin feels like a prison. It's boney fingers clasp around my ankles and drag me down so far the only voice I can hear is hers. She's a bitch. She's married to anxiety and together, we enjoy threesomes. and then sometimes its like maybe this is fine. I met … Continue reading depression
