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The Perfect High – Shel Silverstein
There once was a boy named Gimmesome Roy. He was nothing like me or you. ’Cause laying back and getting high was all he cared to do. As a kid, he sat in the cellar, sniffing airplane glue. And then he smoked bananas – which was then the thing to do. He tried aspirin in
AA Behind Bars – Franswor G_Feb 2019
My name is Franswor Grant, I’m 34 years old, and I’m originally from Charleston, SC. I’ve resided in SLC, Utah for 3 years. This place is awesome, the views are intoxicating. This place is special. I first moved to Utah in 2016. I thought I had it all together moving from Charleston, SC 2500 miles
Who Am I? Andrew W_Feb 2019
Who am I to negate the struggles of another. Isn’t it through doing so that I invalidate my own? We each bear our own onerous burdens. Through listening and empathy I can understand myself and better carry my own load. When a person is critical of me or my message what are they truly saying
Changed Life -Wes H_Feb 2019
I was sitting in my class. I started feeling like I’m the one being watched – just like a fish behind the glass. As the day rolled on my mind was drifting on. I looked into my past and that’s when it hit me. I’ve been behind these walls for most of my adult life.
Blue Monday – Ed M_Feb 2019
Here it is, Blue Monday, the third Monday of January, the saddest day of the year. Calculated as such by some guy in England, based on length of day, annual credit card billing cycles, weather, flu cycles and time since Christmas. For me, after a decade in SoCal turning me into a “weather wimp,” my
Poem by Larry N_Jan 2019
Sometimes I’m a savage And then sometimes there is sadness I sit alone, my mind is blown Trying to rectify the madness The divorce comes, I’m free to run should bring tons of gladness For the first time I am single and I wonder how that happens The bottle was my escape and my ex
AA Behind Bars – Nick K_Jan 2019
Here I sit. Not idle, however. I’m sitting at a table surrounded by darn good men, who struggle with a cunning and baffling phenomenon. Of course I’m talking about addiction and I’m sitting in the Promontory Correctional Facility in Draper Utah. This is the Con-Quest Substance Abuse Program and I’m an extremely grateful recovering alcoholic.