Elizabeth

Here is a narrative series I did around 1989. Will post one or two a week.

Grey day again. Grey pill, grey egg, grey nurse, grey wall. A beautiful Elizabeth day to sit and read and not be moved around too much.

I can’t believe after all this I simply could have walked out anytime. Maybe I just got lucky. We’re not insane, maybe very dumb, but not insane. Goodbye loonies. Fuck you holier than normal. I guess I am probably a missing person now. A crazy one at that!