“Addiction is all or nothing thinking,” my father told me, “like your battle with depression. You either pull yourself together or completely succumb to the sadness, never leaving your bed. All or nothing thinking, the hardest and most manipulating kind of reasoning.”
Tag: addiction
The Ewe’s Blood Trickles Down Mazant
I feel pulled towards the earth, not the concrete, but below, as above, there’s only pigs with wings squealing incessantly to raise your hands up though they’re still shittin’ on your sty, chortling at us foreign bodies stuck ruttin’ on stolen land, buried land, land that rears its ugly head and seeks its revenge in paroxysms of passion, land I always feel swelling below my trampling feet.
An Interview with Erin Khar
Disclaimer: This interview discusses addiction and may be hard for some to read. Erin Khar offers anecdotal advice that is not intended to be a substitute for professional medical advice. Erin Khar’s debut memoir, Strung […]
Poetry by Aly Tadros
I guzzled down my twenties