I flirt with the herbal smoke / And Allah burns in the distance / A sacrifice of meat and wool / Take toubab as an offering / The head is shaved / It knows not the god ‘cept t
‘I’m stupid about executions.’ Sylvia Plath, ‘The Bell Jar’ I’m haunted by Sylvia Plath. Why does Lachlan imagine I’ll write a book like ‘The Bell Jar’?
“I wrote those [short] stories because I was possessed by them and wanted to exorcise them from my system… Isn’t creative writing all about being possessed, seized, obsessed?
My Voice Hello. My name is Jasmine. I first went mad in Africa in 2004. Since then, I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve gone mad. My madness got so bad it culminated
In this moment, I end involuntary treatment. I’m no longer compelled to treat a mental illness I never believed in anyway. But I sought healing, nonetheless. For now, I stop
In this moment, I’m in a good space. I feel peaceful, relaxed, and content. I listen to my body. I notice I’m thirsty, so I drink a glass of water. The water replaces m
When did you last experience a vulnerability hangover for speaking up about something? You know, that hot feeling of shame coursing through your head, chest and gut after you were
As I engage in my creative practice as an emerging artist and as someone who knows madness, I ask myself: What drives me? What is creativity all about? A book on my shelf promises
When will my writing speak? Alone in the forest, as empty as the trees are full. Birds circle around me, drawing me in. I’m breath on the wind. I’m all the things you ever
Written March 2020 Are you at home with the pandemic? I am sitting at home during lockdown writing about my experiences with madness, and the crisis of this pandemic feels familiar
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