The forking path

I’ve always had this forked path in my head about my nephew. In one direction, I’m alive and giving him advice and helping to be a person he can open up to considering I know our family’s vast mental health problems. However, the other path is from other members of the family telling my nephewContinue reading “The forking path”

Spontaneously Terrible Things

Spontaneously terrible things Have kept me up at night They fill my head with dread And No one knows when they’ll happen Or if they’ll happen Spontaneously terrible things Kept my dad up at night They filled his head with terrible dread And No one knew why it happened Or if it could happen againContinue reading “Spontaneously Terrible Things”