The first poem after the psych ward + November Check In

Happy November!

When they ask you if you have any questions

Before they wheel you upstairs

Where you sit for a week

Weeping

I suggest asking

What mind is made here?

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Happy November, friends. Autumn has me healing. I am writing again.

Stay tuned later this month for more on and Intro to The Naming Ourselves Project and other fun ideas and thoughts (lately I am thinking about a project around collective memory). I want to know what you’re into right now. Please never hesitate to comment, connect via socials or text me if you know me.

Peace,

Chevy

Something for you: Barbara Walker – ‘It’s like life itself, like the air I breathe’ | Tate