As told in an earlier story, I’ve had a problem with sleeping drugs (hypnotics) for the last five years or so. As of today, and under supervision, I am down to one quarter of the dose I was using two months ago. The sleep has not been good, with four or five awakenings each night, […]More
Sixty something working stiff (retired). Avid reader, dreamer, and searcher. I write poetry, short stories, and non fiction. Shades of the surreal, the horrific, the nostalgic, and the humorous. I have had work published in the Shelburne Free Press and on Spillwords Literary Press.
Originally posted on jimmi campkin:
Her parents once told her she was an accident, and as the years tumbled by she grew into a catastrophe. She told me; I’m gatecrashing a party here. I have no rules. I have no (finger quotes) dress – code. I exist in a vacuum. I am in the empty…
Trigger warning: Dementia, Alzheimer’s The old couple had lived alone in their house for the last thirty years. Their kids would visit, along with the grandchildren, but, in the end, it was always old Ma and Pa who would say goodnight to each other. Ma was a stickler for organization, and was the drill sergeant […]More