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gray screens: a psychotic poem

gray screens: a psychotic poem

withering trees scream my name. voices laugh at me with their warm, fresh mouths. i’m shaking my hands because i have to. shaking my hands because i need to. shaking my hands because they tell me to.
Surviving the Cycle: Mental Illness and the Seasons

Surviving the Cycle: Mental Illness and the Seasons

Illustration by Jaye Elizabeth Johnson. Our planet continues to ceaselessly revolve around the sun, and autumn is upon us in the Northern hemisphere. Some of the things that come along with this circular motion can be frustrating at times.
Considerably Large Obstacles

Considerably Large Obstacles

  our mind is filled with sour patch kids some nights they dance for hours but when we come back down to earth our eyes reveal an endless blur and we’re lost in this place we’re told is our home. we’ve yet to find our reason and we’re losing hope in it but we continue...