The brilliant hues of the desert sunset
were not as vibrant today
My eyes gaze on this barren world
through the smoke and haze
Of this smoldering fire now doused
by our parting words
and my tears of gold.
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
A book-length psychodynamic study of pathological narcissism, relationships
with abusive narcissists, and the Narcissistic Personality Disorder, using a new vocabulary.
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