By: Emma Rose Ryan Lately, I’ve been doing a lot of Googling. Ever since I walked out of my last psychiatrist appointment with an Adderall prescription – and four more letters to add to the alphabet soup of acronyms categorizing my mind – my browser history has looked like this: Google search: “ADHD”WebMD: “ADHD: Causes
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1000 slow leaks hide deflation until white noised & acceptable. Sleep or hibernation, each morning a mid-winter wakening, as in never, as in not quite twilight, perpetual state of interrupted yawn, of couch-lounge dream and milk-bloated cereal sog of neglect. Hit snooze; stream life, a palmed convenience & #BingeWatch. Hold heart to chest, feel no
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I let a mosquito suck me dry. It started in the most unspectacular way possible. I sat at my desk, as I did most evenings; suspended over an unfinished sentence. I let my hand come to rest at the end of the page after violently scraping my pencil across a line of my own words.
I am jealous of Sleeping Beauty, because she gets to Sleep forever. She can Bypass the dreaded Small Talk that comes with existing. She can Ignore the Social Cues and Vocal Inflections that tell me I am Wrong. She gets to spend her days Living in a fantasy. One where she is the Main Character.
It’s the hottest day in July, but it’s not the sun that’s making me sweat. It’s a man. I’m alone in a park and a grizzled, smoking stranger in a dirty t-shirt is staring at me. He’s shifty. Nervous. Standing in the grass off to my left. Staring when he thinks I’m not looking. Shifting
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Level 1 The Onyx Kingdom’s namesake gemstone has been stolen from the royal treasury, and Queen Mariel has ordered you — her top ninja — to hunt down the thief and retrieve it! Make your way through the labyrinthine castle corridors to the front gate, fighting spiders and mice, and avoiding the inept Wizard Razzlebeard