An institutionalized woman obsessed with forks revisits the incident that drove her over the edge--and realizes that she is in some sort of love with one of her caretakers.
Ummm I loved this from the opening paragraph bc, yes. YES. All of it.
A fetid, toxic pigsty we are all on.
Excellent bit of writing here, all of it.
Also, “like an active shooter is hiding behind my molars” hits so hard
Dark. Daaaaark!
This piece reminded me of this short one of mine. A similar vein.
https://open.substack.com/pub/themeaningofeverything/p/golden-calves?r=6bfqqm&utm_medium=ios
Ummm I loved this from the opening paragraph bc, yes. YES. All of it.
A fetid, toxic pigsty we are all on.
Excellent bit of writing here, all of it.
Also, “like an active shooter is hiding behind my molars” hits so hard
Dark. Daaaaark!
This piece reminded me of this short one of mine. A similar vein.
https://open.substack.com/pub/themeaningofeverything/p/golden-calves?r=6bfqqm&utm_medium=ios