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It was 2005. I was living in the New York City area. My marriage
was crumbling. I was seeing a psychiatrist, therapist and marriage
counselor, and gotten off my bipolar medication for far too long.
The city felt more and more like a goldfish bowl. I was losing my
mind. Before long I would leave my wife and travel to Los Angeles
where I would end-up homeless, sleeping in shelters, committed ot a
mental hospital, and have heroine dealers try to sell the drug to
me on the street. These poems, then, are a reflection of that
moment, often pitch black, other times radiant and true, but always
honest and genuine. They attempt to express what I was feeling
during a time I almost did not survive, and sometimes wished I
would not have. This collection, then was written in ten days in
the Journal Square section of Jersey City, NJ. It was recently
found almost ten years later under a pile of newspapers after it
had been long forgotten.
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