She feels like a rowboat tossed in a raging sea. Like a grain of sand on a windswept beach. She lives with a nightmare…

There will be no talk of Benzos in today’s rhythmic verse. No, that’s not what is on my mind. I’ve written plenty about the…

I woke up this morning to find that my mind was reeling. Crazy intrusive thoughts generated dreadful feelings. I’d been doing a bit better;…

I awake with the sunlight on this fine spring day. I see that my intrusive thoughts haven’t gone away. But it matters not; I…