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Facebook Messenger is not a Bookstore

by J.C. Hannigan

I am both an author and an avid reader. I am also the mother of two small children. Naturally family comes first to me. As an author, I don’t have a whole lot of time that isn’t dedicated to my work after my family’s needs are met. When I do get a slice of extra time, of course I love to read.

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Patience, Her Story

by Neesa Suncheuri

Trigger warning: suicide

Her pillbox hat summarizes the ideas that collect within it.
Feminine residue, a powdery past of dainty tradition.
Soap, flowers and gauzy slips, accidental beauty, hairstyles curled.
Purple, impossible-hued lids, now rendered stunning against blue eyes,
And when she goes to sleep, the boxes close.

To dream of cooking steam, a pot filled with dinner for children.
A recipe, such a puzzle to joyfully engage any woman.
No primary colors at all on the plate,
Just spinach, potatoes and meatloaf from Grandma’s cookbook.
Complaints, whines and rejection are her reward.

The bedroom in morning, husband is gone.
Marriage is a vacant affair, a window opened.
The sheets are pressed flat, the ceiling fan turned on low.
Such wifely duties require no school,
Simply mastery of the unappreciated skill of Patience.

Her face should be blithe and gay,
But instead it is lined.
Her form should be correct and desirable,
But there is a ripple here, a bulge there.
Her aspirations should be short and limited,
But instead they are stifled.
And her love for her child?

Should be tender, but in fact is conflicted.

Baby in arm, she steps out onto the balcony.
And the breeze has a feel that encourages one to stay home.
An infant’s bassinet to the side, in goes Jacob,
A final pat tucks him underneath the down.
Then Patience, that womanly character itself,
Takes three steps towards the sun,

And jumps for her freedom past the iron rail.

Gone is mother,
Gone is wife,
And gone is
Patience
From this home.

neesas1Neesa Suncheuri
Staff Writer – Poetry

Neesa Suncheuri works as a mental health peer specialist at a housing agency in Queens, New York.  She is the founder of a Facebook discussion group for peer specialists and other recovery enthusiasts, entitled “What is Wellness?  A Mental Health Discussion Group.”  Much of her creative inspiration is rooted in her now-tamed schizophrenia.  She writes poetry and fiction, and maintains a blog called Unlearning Schizophrenia.  She is also a singer/songwriter, and an enthusiast for the German language and culture.  Follow her on Twitter at @neesasuncheuri.

Reach You

by Joseph S. Fusaro

I do not know how to reach you
But I can see that you need me
Maybe I need you
I don’t know
Everyone is going to think I am off the wall
Everyone is going to
Who cares
How come in 2001 I didn’t give a fuck what anyone thought and then I turn 30 and all of a sudden every time I do not agree with the majority it is the end of my fucking world

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