Mildly Dysthymic in America

Love Letter to the Snake Handler (Posthumous) It’s a bit after eleven, love.  Autumn, 2018, a time and place I couldn’t imagine just ...

Recipes from the Loony Bin:  On the Psychiatric Survivor as the Third Class Citizen and the Addict as the Fourth Class Citizen This...

I have had a lot of relationships with men who were quite a number of years older than I. This dynamic operated in those relationships. We a...

Illusions in Orange Neon:  Snap Chats from the Drug Store I have written a fair amount about the experience of the woman survivor.  The...

I might as well start this essay like I start all of the others and acknowledge that the details of this story are receding into dissociati...