I get the fuck out of the hospital. I don’t know where I am or where I’m going, but maybe I’m thinking my best option would be to get out of the city, find a job, and see if I can figure out who I am. I’m walking through the badly designed hospital parking lot…
Read moreDischarged – Part 4 of Through the Gates
A woman enters the room, accompanied by the nurse. “Hello, I’m Doctor Jessica. I understand that you want to leave, but…” I interrupt her. “No. I just wanted to use the toilet.” The nurse gives me an evil eye and says: “you asked to be discharged.” “That’s just not true. You told me that I…
Read moreAm I Under Arrest – Part 3 of Through the Gates
I’m lying down again. The air is still, cool, and smells weird, inauthentic somehow. Antiseptic, the air smells too clean. My eyes flutter open, everything is white or some other neutral but equally boring colour. I’m in a bed. Was this all a dream? My head feels OK, but my thoughts are slow. I have…
Read moreGet Up the Hill – Part 2 of Through the Gates
The sun is low in the sky, the air warm and humid on this early June morning. I don’t know where I am, but if I walk towards the rising sun, at least I’ll be sure that I’m travelling in the same direction. I’ll be heading east, for a time. It’s weirdly warm and humid…
Read moreMy Dirty Best Friend – Part 1 of Through the Gates
I wake up, and for a brief moment, I feel nothing, see nothing, and hear nothing. My eyes are closed, and I feel like I’m surrounded by softness. I’m in that brief moment, where you don’t even know if you have to urinate or not, where you think you’re awake, but you’re not entirely awake….
Read morePart 1 – Starting Over
I used to believe in things, not like I’m a fucking Gemini so I love everyone or some bullshit like that, but I used to believe in Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny, and God. I knew that God wasn’t real when my parents told me Santa Claus wasn’t real. I knew that…
Read moreFor my meteorite
You bring beauty and wonder to the night sky. I gaze upon you, always curious why you aren’t like the stars. You shine much brighter. You are much lighter as you streak above the trees. Soon you will come to lay. Then we will all pay a great price for your stillness.
Read more10 Reasons Not to Get High
Constant fear of dying; Laziness; Hate everything on TV; Eat way too much; Can’t be bothered to finish a list.
Read moreCOVID-19 Relief | Poem I
A school shooter changes the world forever, mothers never escaping the deaths of their children, fathers never able to go back to work, children living a trauma filled life, Children lay down in a pool of blood, wondering if it belongs to them or their friend as they both take their last breaths, crying out…
Read moreToday’s Youth
Great, you think they’re lazy. Resilience is something you think they need more of. Everything they stand for seems in opposition to your beliefs. They are really doing the same thing as you. All they want is to protect people and thrive.
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