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Cough, cough. Where did the light go, Or what, Does it really do, For a mind on chaos, Drugs? You said to me, "Don't go sideways," But I slid. I fell, I stumbled. Fuck our little, Bubble. Polarized images seek, To create a society, Of death, A culture of depravity. All I'm left with, Is thought, And perceptual discord. *a poem about psychiatric medication and relapse* Lily Maureen O'Nan is a non-binary transfeminine, (they/she) writer and psychology major working towards becoming a disability rights activist in the process. Lily is the sister of editor of site David L O'Nan.
Fevers of the Mind 