Tag: mental illness

  • armchair


    By Miriam E. Miles

  • Anchor


    My boat sits atop the ocean, the sky, and waves indistinguishable in the dead of night. I sense the wave coming and brace

  • Plates


    jeering a grin water-coloured crystal shimmer spindle-esqe discs spin

  • Fragments


    Scattered they are strewn confetti pieces of fragments

  • Breaking up with productivity

    Breaking up with productivity

    Dear Productivity, I am breaking up with you. Sorry, it’s not me, it’s you. In fact, I am breaking up with the band and going solo. Please let Time Management, Goal Setting, Getting Things Done and Busyness know while I appreciate their companionship, I have to move on.

  • I found myself on the page…

    I found myself on the page…

    It’s on paper that I find myself; my voice; my heart. This is where I find the clearest reflection of my thoughts. But is that really enough?

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