“You don’t need an ocean to feel like you’re drowning. You feel it, between your chest and your throat, the weight of it stretching you outside your self, like a dead fish on the shore.”
– Malak El Halabi
One of the most accurate metaphors I heard for depression came from my first therapist, Joy.… Read more ““Drowning” by Tianna Grosch”
Figure 1. The artist Chris Cox Wild_Canary in his small, cluttered home studio, holding a foam scale 2 plug of the head of his design, “Windy.”
Figure 2. “POD” by Chris Cox Wild_Canary installed in Providence, RI, since May 2016. The artists premier sanction public large scale sculpture the sculpture stands 7′ tall and 12′ in diameter the cluster of six black, fiberglass, monolithic, abstractly shaped panels reveal whales within the negative space created by their silhouettes when considered in pairs.… Read more “Art by Chris Cox”
The soft pink
She thought of that smell in the hospital
putting on her nightgown.
Conversations came up
in the mirror
and for a moment
she hadn’t wanted to wake.
Silence was spreading;
she drank it.
This is a found poem. Source Material: Rice, Anne. “Chapter 16.” Lasher, Mass Market ed., Ballantine, 1995, pp.… Read more “Poetry by E. Kristin Anderson”
I remember lying in the snow, trying to preserve each snowflake that landed gently on my nose, a soft, huge silence stretching through the forest. The cold blanket buried me, soon covering even the tips of my boots, sapping my strength as the towering trees collected white frosting. I should’ve left when I first heard the dragon growl—while I still had the power to return to the back porch where a bright light kept its vigil.… Read more ““Snowfall Sarcophagus” by AJ Cunder”