The Four Gifts
Jeff The tears are streaming down my face as I’m driving north on the 101 heading to the National Memorial Cemetery of Arizona. It’s one of those warm December days that…
Psychosis
Remnants
Thursday December 8th, 2022 I want, what I want, when I want it and I want my mind back. It’s scary. I feel helpless. I’ve never experienced anything like this…
A Brown Bag
October 2022 I shuffled down the hallway under the florescent lights and smell of disinfectant carrying a brown bag with a few days’ worth of clothes. No belts, no shoes…