Psych Ward Summer
The first night I arrive absolutely terrified. They tell me I can smoke a cigarette in the outdoor cage. I see faces cloaked in darkness, intermittently lit by fireworks. It’s the fourth of July.
The first night I arrive absolutely terrified. They tell me I can smoke a cigarette in the outdoor cage. I see faces cloaked in darkness, intermittently lit by fireworks. It’s the fourth of July.
In the morning I have great and impossible aspirations. The first rush of caffeine hits and I am teeming, an overflowing…