My latest medication is just the prettiest shade: the same as my car, my slippers from Nepal, my shirt from Costco and my eyes from my English grandfather. Jill thought I should take a picture. Now that you see me, you can see the impossibility of my writing for a while longer. Several weeks ago I wrote a very little, very dark, three-paragraph essay about the state I’m in. It’s perhaps too revealing to put […]
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