This guy writes poems to save his life. Jesse Bernstein was the same way. He wrote with courage I cannot imagine having. I asked Jesse one time if he ever worried that his drug use or mental illness would interfere with his writing. His response was "I always write. If I wake up in jail, I write. If I wake up in the hospital, I write. No matter what else I do, I write."
And they say their scary true thoughts.
When I was focused on my poetry, I worried every day that something would stop me. As it turned out fear stopped me. I don't know how to say the true things.
I'm a doctoral candidate and psychiatric/mental health nurse practitioner, postmodern redneck. Postmodernists say that we are not individuals, that we "perform many different subject positions." I plan to use this blog to perform them all in one place. Let's see what happens.
This is an old picture of me. It should stump my cyber-stalker.
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