I woke up to singing and found myself singing too
90 Minutes in Heaven: A True Story of Death & LifeYou will have to grow up to her quickly, I thought, surprising myself, or you will lose her.
Hill TownsI woke up, smiling to myself at this dream with its allegorical aspects but with no real meaning.
The Image/The Whip AngelsThe need to document my insanity is an affliction I have not yet cured myself of...
Incriminating Evidence: The Collected Writings of Lydia LunchNovels are food for the leftover hours of life, the in-between times, the moments of waiting.
I Have the Right to Destroy MyselfI spend a lot of time trying to convince myself that nothing really matters except being alive.
Inside the Mind of Gideon Rayburn