Thanksgiving

The past few weeks have been a stressful period, to say the least. Health, wealth and happiness have all been buggered indelicately; and sounding normal on the phone is like cardio .  Instead of succumbing to the urge to scream obscenities, break items, write black poetry or drown my sorrow in drinks (have I covered …

Fifty shades.. of nothing

You’re mistaken if you think there’s only one shade of sadness. There is sorrow that pours out of your eyes and heart. There is grief that gnaws at you from within. There is pain that suddenly comes up from behind, grabs you and rips apart the mask of normalcy you wear. The despondency with which …