Category: Psychology

The Hand in the Garbage

    She loved the view from her apartment window. She could see the sun rise and the flowers begin to bloom.  She could see the top of the churches and be mesmerized. It was all good. Nothing could make her feel differently about the world.   The […]

My hopes were stained

I saw the dot And it pricked my gut It mocked my dreams And it dulled my tongue I couldn’t wish it away And my hopes were stained It brutishly aged my beliefs And it showed me my mountains I was made mutedly fraught And it was a […]