All names are changed to protect the guilty.  This was a second gang rape.   Dear Tom,   I’m sure you remember me. We both lived in the same town at one time and you and I were in the same grade s

A year ago I wrote a story on my use of anti-depressant drugs and my experiences in the mental health system.   My subsequent choice against anti-depressants has led me into a different arena–the crim

  What do you want? What is it you want? As your amethyst eyes Slither over my face Paw my neckline Denting my nonchalance My demeanour so cool – You’d swear I drank milk.     What do you want? What i

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me, And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandals, and say we've no money for

The truth about me is that I tuned in to Oprah’s Life Class for a few minutes today.  The challenge that impaled my chest only one minute in was, Are you addicted to your story? Impaled my chest? Y

  If only I had known How tough it would be to be jump-started daily by a vacuum cleaner hose Cracked over my legs And Mom’s shrill tones Yelling, accusing. Frantic, I fall out of bed still shaking a

  I will be your friend always, no gaps, no forgettings. Not until the mountains are worn away, and the rivers are nothing but sand and rocks, not until it thunders and lightning comes in winter or un

Today I feel like a ghost who is destined to lug a hundred pounds of chains around for eternity. Okay. Not really, but I am that pale.   Yes. I have had a bit of a bug the last few days. Exhaustion

Oh my gosh. I've only got one and a half hours to free myself!  What do I do or say? I want to keep writing. I want to laugh until my face hurts and I can hardly catch my breath. I want to Zumba like

As February rounds the bend, I'm surprised at how eager I am for spring.  To me, there really hasn't been a winter.  As I say that, I'm projecting pleading eyes upon the screens of everyone who is t