Tag Archives: isolation

“I hope this finds you well / and everything is going as you’d planned…”

Posted on 03/30/2017 by ericmcclanahan

I see him every day. I see him every where. I went to the liquor store today and he was there. I’m not sure if his face is getting paler or his eyes are getting darker or one … Continue reading →

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“When all it was, was something beautiful / when Times and Dreams all seemed so dull”

Posted on 11/11/2013 by ericmcclanahan

Wherein I examine my current poverty, of wealth and imagination… Continue reading →

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“World waits forever / never take the time / don’t break my heart / again”

Posted on 09/11/2013 by ericmcclanahan

Wherein I finally get (too damn much) sleep… Continue reading →

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“I have nothing to say but I feel like my mouth is open”

Posted on 07/04/2013 by ericmcclanahan

I’m over blaming this year; 2013 is innocent of all the flak people have been giving it. It’s not the environment, not the economy, not the weather; it’s me. I am the one that’s broken. That said, I’ve stopped feeling … Continue reading →

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“Seaside and down on the wayside”

Posted on 05/07/2013 by ericmcclanahan

My dreams are volatile, the skin I’m in screaming for claws. I’ve been acutely aware of my femoral artery lately; it undulates in my body when the world slows down, singing to my fingernails, nearby blades, shards of porcelain. Inside … Continue reading →

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“Swallow whole / lose myself in you”

Posted on 01/16/2013 by ericmcclanahan

Wherein I start talking about my depression and then get all self-entitled-ish, which as much as I appreciate, I honestly never thought I’d be a proponet of… Continue reading →