Category Cognition

The adolescent poet no longer

section one of the Hunched Man is concluded. The next blog will begin section two: the Painted Mirror

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The Bright One

a meeting of minds

He seeped into himself

We are often lonely together

He hunched himself

“He hunched himself against the corner where wall meets floor, where morning meets night, where fight meets flight, and paralysis becomes the oasis in the desert of everlasting day.” The isolation room is where psychiatric patients are placed when their behavior on the ward is ┬áseen and experienced by the staff as too threatening to […]

“God gave me eyes……”

“God gave me eyes and took away my tongue lest I flap it like a flag in the morning breeze” That is the first line in my center piece poem…a poem that’s been with me for a long time. The Hunched Man is the off key non-linear singer of a soul trying to manifest itself […]

From the Hunched Man, page 3

my discover that we die

The Family of Nations

The family of nations is a phrase often used, but ignored in its essential usefulness. We use it as a parallel pretense to our cultural “agreement” that families are functional social units. A brief look inward combined with a neighborly glance around tells us clearly that is not as true as we would like it […]