I started new dreams without finishing the last, sifting in sleep what I couldn’t sift in daylight. ― Richard Siken, I Do Know Some Things Music was too much to handle. It was overwhelming, but I was afraid of the silence. In the silence, I could hear my thinking: the constant narration of how damaged I was. ― Richard Siken, I Do Know Some Things After meds, I realized I was just another empath in a Denny’s, sinking onion rings in ranch dressing in the […]