The Malingerer Goes To the Movies by Scott Norman Rosenthal

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“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...

On the Birth of Pandemonium by David Penner

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One, two, three walls three, omniscient was the Fourth in darkness - unvanquished the barren Causeway. Armies of howling seraphim, cascading On a lake of fire; Mulciber...

When the Lunatics Arise by Bonnie Schell

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“It is the very error of the moon. She comes more near the earth than she was wont. And makes men mad.” - Shakespeare,...

I need to be loved by Shula Ben-Daat Alperovitch

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I need to be loved, As a child, Who will never be left, I need to be loved as a woman, There's an empty hole, In my heart that needs to be filled

Record Keeping by Karen Adler

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And if you come to me all innocent and forlorn all regretful and torn between the rightery and the wrongery gathered in your multitudes in that field of...

My Mood as Room by Calvin May

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I suffocate in the heat of my pitch black room. I cannot find the door. And cut my feet on the broken glass strewn All over the...

Vultures’ Wake by Karen Marker

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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...

The degree of love: Six semesters and the Convocation Day by Navratra

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What if couples celebrate pose day instead of rose day? Teaching each other how to stand in front of the camera could be the best...

Unknown Restlessness by Aisha Momin

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So there is an energy surge Which is an emerge Maybe it is from the submerge ? Getting cleansed by purge That's why I had an urge But I...

TRUE STORY by Jasmine Marshall

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i went to the gym the other day and got hit on by a man over twice my age he asked me about my...

Transform by Ashleigh

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Fear is running our lives. Fear of being different. Fear of being inadequate. Fear of being not good enough.

The Parasite Within by Rhiannon Chianese

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I claw and climb into your head, Controlling your thoughts until I am fed. With a drink or a drug, I will be seized. With a drink...

A Mad Poem about Mad Poetry (by a Mad Poet)

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Verse! Wild! Let it be wild and uncontrolled! Consider not whether it passes muster In the logic-schools, Or marks time with the monotonous regularity Of clopping hooves of horses...

Poems Needed by Daniel Hanrahan

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we have poems about madness and poems written in states of madness no poems yet about the guitar amp buzzing dark electric fuzz of the madness sparked coming off psychmeds we lack poems...

Are You Ok? by Alex K.

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Are you taking your meds? Are you right in the head? Are you doing ok? Am I behind on pills today? You seem manic More like you can’t stand...

tents in the park by Dan Lenart

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tents in the park In the city without a soul When misfits and outcasts were kicked out, Banished to exile, even the ancients historically Understood this sentence, this...

ptsd as a failure to punctuate by Timothy Hamilton

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a fresh blister peeled on an ant across the street stomping off in anger with no where to go looks to long familiar signs with names written the same to...

Propylene Glycol by JayJay Conrad

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. . .And again: how it feels to be afterthought, embodied scribble in the Margin, and again the void of logistics. It just is.

When I Was Indifferent by Timothy Hamilton

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When I was indifferent, Life was easier. Day followed day. Beans from a can, Fresh Asian noodles I once loved, Sunny delicate spring days, Grey clouds and tedious half-hearted...

A Different Path In The Same Woods by Moth Gorman

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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...

Threshold by Julie Bradley

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At a threshold in consciousness an opening unknown, yet sensed as vaguely familiar and here now intense fear arising – cold chill, sweating palms, pounding heart— ego in...

Instead of a Label by Sharon Mogelberg Bull

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Instead of calling me "mentally ill" Call me beautiful Instead of mentally ill call me capable, meaningful and real Call me mentally ill if you must but call me responsible

metamorphosis by Lazlo Taboli

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development is hardly accurate for what has happened to me no, it's more of a transformation and there is still something in me that needs to...

Breaking News by JayJay Conrad

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Do you remember the first time you were told you were Broken, by a man with a clipboard and argyle tie?

King of the Hill by Virgo Phoenix

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This gnawing burning squiggle of an emotion that streams through insipidness; speaks in the space where my gut meets the churning locket of despair. Alone,...