Short fiction by Ron Merkin The more therapy I got the more my interest in women disintegrated. Don’t get me wrong, it didn’t transfer to men. Call it asexuality, distrust. My libido began fading after the psychologist Dr. Bloomstuck began our eleventh session by...
Words by Patrick Stanton “The card of the day.” Jody shuffled her Tarot deck on the small, cafe-style table where we were served all three meals by the staff of the Unit. She was known as “Splash” by the patients (as in bringing “a splash of color/positivity” to the...
Poem by ANONYMOUS There needs to be some differences madeThe old ways are ineffectual, not serving theneeds anymoreWell at least not in the healthy ways.Change.Oh No! Not the C wordNo, it’s too scary, Uh, Uh, no it’s too lonely,its hurtsWhy can’t I stay here in the...
Words by Gabe Simpson, Rutland I held in my hands, the truth for you to see. I showed you a future that you and I can have. I helped you fight your battles and I cried your tears. I gave you the power to be who you were meant to be. You have become human: after all...
Poem by Bert Dyer The Three Principles From Helping to Learning Together: For together weBecome who we may becomeTherefore we can hum This silent riddle Which is that which yields true thought.What is or is naught? So you are magic That welds us together, zeal,Binding...
Art by Cynthia Christensen Art has been a major healing force in my life, and I draw while supporting Vermonters as a full-time peer operator on our Vermont Support Line! These originals are created with Sharpie Markers/Tom Bow Dual Brush Markers to lay down colors,...
