I Will Fight for You by Atara Schimmel
she
is the one
that i want
the one that
i love
she fights
for justice
like a wild cat
fighting for her cub
fangs and claws
because freedom is everything
self-portrait as frankenstein’s monster by Jasmine Marshall
self-portrait as frankenstein’s monster
we are mortal beings.
you can’t destigmatize a condition constructed on a foundation of bigotry.
environmental stimulus incites evolutionary response: emotion, nature’s behavior-motivation...
Antichrist Priest by David Penner
“You are sick. You are unwell,” said the man in the white coat.
“No rational person believes 9/11 was an inside job. Alas,
You are a very sick man, and we are going to make you well.
We can cure you. We used to burn witches, yet we’ve grown more
Sophisticated in our methods. Now we leave the body intact - but not
The mind. Look at what we did to Julian. No one can escape us.”
My Mood as Room by Calvin May
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...
Do Not Swallow the Pill by Anonymous
Do not swallow the pill, This condensed mass of powder That the world has convinced you Will “fix” you, your “problematic” self My darling, you are not broken You are not lost, you are not crumpled You are merely a being living In a society, in a culture That you were never meant to be forced into
I Mistook Myself for a Scientific Label by Dr. Peter Gordon
This is neither fact, nor expert advice: I am an artist, a poet, and all that may be in-between.
This is neither fact, nor expert advice: Specialisms are making nonsense of sense.
My Veterans Benefits Were Denied Because My Military Job “Did Not Exist” And The...
“Section 23a of your Form DD-214 lists your military occupational specialty as ‘EXP,’ the letter from the VA said. “That occupation does not exist....
Transform by Ashleigh
Fear is running our lives. Fear of being different. Fear of being inadequate. Fear of being not good enough.
Letting Go by Ashleigh
Let go, Of all that shit, That is holding you back. Let go of fear, Let go of uncertainty, Let go of anger, Let the unpredictable be just that, Unpredictable. Let go of your need for control of things you cannot control, Hold on to your truths.
THEY WHO CANNOT SAY by Bunny
I didn’t realise I was leaving till I was already gone.
A strange face in the mirror.
Stupid creature.
And what good are you now to anyone?
Seeking...
Thank You for the Somatoform Disorder Diagnosis (or Psychiatry Needs Therapy) by Anonymous
The psychiatrist sits across the room
While asking me questions about how the
Medication is going
Seldom looking over at me
As she types my responses at her...
Suicide by Nicola Clare
An ode to the ‘failed’ attempts
Suicide.
Even the word is evocative
And provocative
Charged with emotion and energy,
Memories
And thoughts of what was and what could have been
Had...
The Malingerer Goes To the Movies by Scott Norman Rosenthal
“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...
Broken Down Hallways by Abby Abbott
Battered and bloody
locked up
locked down
in your broken down hallway
“where is the exit?” I ask
“Its in your hand” says the nurse
“the little yellow pill”
“Take it...
Shattered by Alan Moster
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
He shattered in pieces
Then trauma ensued
So we called several healers
Who claimed that they knew
They...
Psychiatry by Jenny
Sighted through your pinhole spectacles: the mystery of consciousness; the timid eccentricity of suffering.
So long as we can say by Julia Hoeffler Welton
Out of the gas chamber
Out of the closed ward
Out of the shock room
They come.
Slowly, unfeeling,
Unhearing, Unseeing
They walk,
or stumble,
or crawl.
Witnesses, liberators,
Physicians, priests...
Meditations in the Garden of Good and Evil by John-Arthur Ingram
October 15th 3:54am Holiday Inn Express Room 321 or 123
I.
I am death. I am life.
I am Satan. I am God.
I am predator. I am...
olfarms arent conscious by Chat Vanille
olfarmed meta bank
och vita viner
in a stable
with cold men
and piss
****
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Untitled by Louise
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...
On the Birth of Pandemonium by David Penner
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...
Subhuman Schizo Sonnet by M.J. Hudson
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...
Fired for the Truth by Dr. Karan R Gregg Aggarwala
Just yesterday evening they let us know you were gone
Joanne the plans they made for you
Did not go through
The job description just did not...
So Who’s Mad, Then? by Richard Plowden
Mad Maddy,
I greet you again and say hello
On yet another fine day
In England in mid-December!
May our darling Greta
Be spared such summery sun
Up north in...
Passing by Fred Pelka
"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...
