Poetry

it was a different year and i woke up in the same woods i was in before it was the quietest calm like i had cried...

Dear Doctor, No breath left in my body I'm writing, trying to think Something which doesn't speak Of the craziness I see inside Tap tap tap I can hear...

In a bid for peace Silence was key I hated the the role He forced on me No longer a child I was deemed as property A beast that Needed to...

Whenever I do something good, my mother says, I am just like her, my father says, I am just like him They feel so proud on themselves and start loving...

On Becoming a Butterfly Little did I know, the end was just the beginning Like the caterpillar, I shed my old skin as if I was supposed to...

“The Malingerer Goes to the Movies,” (a Dis-Ability Coming-Out poem, for Colin Kempner, and Judith Wright) 1. You’re sitting there, and it's getting harder to breathe. It feels as if...

Once I had a dream, I awoke in a Hospital bed with my family and friends all around me. My wrists were bound in bandages And they...

Many of us are broken before we can even see the cracks As we walk blindly through life Enduring the fear and hatred that we are steeped in...

Permanent irreversible Attatchment disorder A lemonade stand at the Mexican Border A traumatised disorganised old lady hoarder The incriminating evidence on an old tape recorder Elements of...

Sad, mad & feeling so defeated.. From this life long ago I retreated.. I long to come back .. I long to start fresh… A new day maybe?...

After I went to the Association for the Scientific Study of Consciousness conference this weekend, I sat down with all the consciousness researchers to...

Walking past a construction site and through the creosote cloud of a childhood shoe store, a kid embarrassed by the clerk’s gift of a hard square of...

A schizo still causing a commotion long after being corrected by the law, I, a jaded boozer, long unemployed, after waking where madmen drown waiting for a fair...

O feeling like a nigger denied the vote, the brain behind my radical commotion being coercively treated by the state, I, torn out to where some schizos...

I can't cope with living anymore Leaving for good should be a choice Should be empty of moral guilt I'll never get over my Mom's passing I'll never...

Before this slippery slope, I wasn’t the quietest, I was just eighteen, when I saw a psychiatrist. Much had happened, for my soul to aggravate, For pseudoscience,...

One day it all seems a little brighter, shoulders a little lighter, head a little higher. Was it the rain overnight, the smell of...

1 They’d seen it all, their wings tips touching like piano keys played together – so many suicides born from the house where Nana’s china dolls sat on...

And it befell on one mundane Monday morn That trainee Hailey Meersheimer (rank M3) Began her first shift in the psych ward; the pall Was looming in...

Running wouldn't help you'd still be yourself. So much noise inside that mind. The never ending urge to flee as if a change of...

In the deep dark forest lived many animals and plants, trees and mountain cliffs and trails. There once was a ranger and his wife...

Dear Pearl My beautiful blessed girl. Your pain is my pain. You will never know how much, I love and adore you, Until you have a daughter of...

If your life's been touched by mental illness Know that depression is a type of stillness A state of deep rest, if you will A time for...

"You don’t want to check this box like that." The kid doesn’t have to look down to know which box the man means. Standing before the...

Suicide is a poem, I say, and pause. They do not look convinced. A tragedy, perhaps, reply their faces. No rhyme or reason. No heroic meter. A travesty, at...