in the shrink’s waiting room, in a big comfy chair,
white noise machine cranked up full blast with
new age flutes floating out of Bose speakers
strategically placed to get wired up guys like
me calmed down, chilled out before entering
the sacred temple of mental and spiritual
restoration. they need me a bit numb before
beginning the session, actually eased off the
ledge of discontent upon which I’m generally
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perched. And I gotta say, the waiting room
ambience generally does the trick
Kaitlyn Gaffney is a north Jersey poet and senior Writing major at Rowan University. She serves as a poetry editor for Glassworks Magazine. Her work is published in Avant Literary Magazine, The Rising Phoenix Review, and forthcoming in Gone Lawn. She has produced two original plays through Rowan. My Final Session With My Therapist Arrived […]
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Below is Part 11 of 23 monthly installments for Visitant. ◄◄ Read the prologue / introduction: Meet Agnes Person ◄ Read the previous installment | On The Dot Cross Words To celebrate the season, Agnes Person hangs two ornaments in her ears, dons a red plush suit, and ties her hair to the front like a white […]
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This guest contribution comes from Nicole Froio, a freelance journalist based in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. She writes about politics, human rights, feminism, pop culture, current events and mental health. She has been published by The Independent, The Guardian, Vice UK, The Toast, The Rio Times, The Sheffield Star, The Birmingham Mail and The Miami Herald, […]
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I really apologize for the way I’ve acted around you lately. Sometimes I feel like I must look like I’m drowning, looking for the nearest life raft to save me. Let’s start here first– that is not fair for me to do to you. You are not a white knight and I’ve never been a […]
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