stage 1: the pet store owner in the video game world. Name tags, puppy dogs, kittens, birds. Stage 2: the fortune teller witch chucking fortune cookies at customers in the streets reading your palm tree. stage 3: the rich girl in a future of teleporters and cancer cures, burning flame-resistant tops and buying color coordinatingContinue reading “6 stages of insanity (but the good kind)”
Tag Archives: mental health
Echo, or Deaf
My own footsteps tap-top bongos in my skull on the sidewalk my silicone soles roll in the snow, my shoes seem to slosh through shallow shoals– these feet mime an earthquake of music and the symphony stretches, shivering, across my whole surface, my breath my bite my beating blood; I scream with sound to theContinue reading “Echo, or Deaf”
Hope of Coping
For so long, I survived, biding my time– saying I bottled up the bruises sounds cliché but clichés sometimes hold true. I was a glimmery glass bottle, like they say, I reflected sunlight, blinding outsiders from what I held, I carried on by a determination to carry this heavy heart to some higher mountain, someContinue reading “Hope of Coping”
Like Happiness. Yeah?
My heart’s like a laptop, I’ve got apps going on across the sides, and windows open, my emotions change like the wind and my thoughts, my busy day come and go like switching tabs; but the backdrop behind it all should look something like happiness. Yeah? Maybe I was expecting too much, or comparing myselfContinue reading “Like Happiness. Yeah?”
Dark thoughts, Night thoughts
Burn world, burn I’ll spite you survive you build a palace from your ashes, burn world, BURN you have never loved me, have you? — dark thoughts, night thoughts, stray thoughts: this boy wants a boyfriend, because he’s tired of being the gayest person in the room –at least two trees in a hurricane ofContinue reading “Dark thoughts, Night thoughts”
Running Up That Hill
I watched Stranger Things season 4 two months ago–I’m late to the party, I know–and since then, I’ve re-watched that iconic scene in episode 4 (if you know, you know) at least 5 times. So a couple weeks ago, I finally did something about my mild obsession and made a cover of Running Up ThatContinue reading “Running Up That Hill”
The Question of Neurodivergence
“I have a bunch of labels we could make a list, complete it with appendices, asterisks, sub-headings for short definitions and paragraphs for minutiae.” So says the narrator in my head, anticipating the question, “why?” like, “Why don’t you talk?” “Why don’t you like that?” “Why don’t you drive?” “Why are you acting this way?”Continue reading “The Question of Neurodivergence”
tidal waves wept, candles lit
I find my voice, my style, then I break it after a while I’m pushing boundaries I’m sailing new seas I’m digging in deeper these spirit’s arteries, this song’s a keeper that word’s to weep this metaphor is too big of a leap. I write like a child I write like I’m wild then IContinue reading “tidal waves wept, candles lit”
So it Goes/Ambitious Wishes
So it goes, comes midnight, then a lie take a bird out wink an eye if you wish then you’re a waster of the time left in your life, if you wish you’re wishy-washy not a worker got no will. — I’ll take midnight by surprise light a fire burn her guise steal the wingsContinue reading “So it Goes/Ambitious Wishes”
faith
The other day, my sister asked about my pronouns and it felt like a confessional– I laid out all my sins for her to judge them, “yes, I’m questioning who I am (dear God, am I questioning?) but no, I have no intention to do anything. Dear sister, I’m not a lost sheep, I’m notContinue reading “faith”
Jordyn Saelor 