Went up from my

Went up from my feet to my head, With little chills after it stealing- And my hands got as numb as the dead. A moment, and then it was over: The diamond blazed up in my eyes, And I saw in the face of my lover A questioning, strange surprise. Maybe ’twas the scent of … Read more

During that long terrible

During that long terrible ride to Munich, I finally swallowed the bitter pill of my lover’s rejection and poisoned myself with it. I murdered the personality I was born with and transformed myself from a butterfly back in into a caterpillar. That night I learned to seek the shadows, to prefer silence Edith Hahn Beer

Being sectioned was the

Being sectioned was the best thing that ever happened to me. Frank Bruno