Feeding Frenzy

Male Residents P. And K. were out there on the picnic table benches in the slight, drizzling rain openly harassing me inside the smoking shed. Female resident T. was talking to someone else out there and minding her own business, she is usually kind or at least neutral. How mean can people be. So I … Continue reading Feeding Frenzy →

Struggle

The struggle is getting me down. Friction with my roommate. I woke up a blank slate and went die for fruit gummy candy from rhe snack machine and then for a cigsrette and when the man A. bummed a cigarette I blurted out what is always in my mind when i see him, "you're a … Continue reading Struggle →

Sudden Death in the Smoke Shack

Well I thought I had it beat. With all this that I've been going through, and private smoke breaks, I've gotten in touch with gentler times, despite the horrors and a gentler me, happier, more positive, even with all the tragedy. But im forced back into the Smoke Shack by various factors including rain, and … Continue reading Sudden Death in the Smoke Shack →

Critical Moment

Husband shows up on the scene. (In my mind of course. But that is the battleground.) He showed up to punch the crap out of this lowly little fellow who talks sbout 'pussy' in tbe smoke shack and a lot worse, who bummed the butt i was about to put out for a light when … Continue reading Critical Moment →

Near Miss

I just narrowly avoided going to the hospital last night. And today. Last night i called 911. It got so bad, big J. and the nightwatchman, P., were talking about guns in the hallway on the way out; and as we lit up our cigarettes they were talking about the state police, i think thst … Continue reading Near Miss →