Category: Depression

  • I hear their screams in the cover of the night,the cursed and the damned;they don’t know who they are, where they are. They have forgotten all their names and places,shuffling down the corridor gaunt and blank;I am at home with…

    Mainesthai
  • A eulogy of sorts for a dear, dear friend.

    Barbara: On Impermanence & The Eternal Chinese Take-Out Dinner