2 Weeks

I have the words. This book holds my notes. My body and mind hold the scares. And you,  dear doctor, I hope, will bring me answers. 

Nobody. Obliviously. Wins.

On the top of the staircaseher heart crashes against her ribsthe beats get fasterand still nothing has changed.Frustrated, hurt, and confusedshe images punching the wall.  Would it hurt? Would the bloody, mangled, and bruised knuckles give her anger meaning? Would the persecution, doubt, and belittlement of others prove to be more than "good intentions"? Would the scares make a... Continue Reading →

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Luke Atkins

Film, Music, and Television Critic