This world. This world,
how cruel. Plans made.
Promised. Taunted. Teased,
and tempted. As if I didn't know.
God, you silly boy.
How stupid of you.
How stupid you must think me.
Sometimes breathing
is the only thing one can do.
Breathe in and hope that the irony
doesn't smother you.
Breathe out and pray
he won't smell your fear.
I must be so silly to you
this crazy little girl
all wrapped up in herself
I must never breathe to you
never live like you
I could never be you, true
but I still know the difference
between an excuse, a lie
and indifference.
For a time, I perched myself on a flat rock, comparing my life with the Guyandotte River. Just as its tributaries replenish it daily, changing it in some small—sometimes great—degree, so have the day-to-day occurrences of life changed me. Like the ri
Inside the Methadone Clinic. Addiction to heroin, methadone, and other opiates. Destruction. The primal addiction" of the child, power and control over your own life, the institutions and the characters, the love between a mother and son. This book i
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