Soulful Bliss
Bena bought the stuff. I too was eager. Who’s who of Codeine inebriation. In my ad-hocship with the medicine, I started to see myself outside of me. Certain topsy-turvy inbetweenness prevailed. Me being inbetween of selfhood and the otherized petrified objectal references. Bena started the regime of planned action- roaming about on the street. I … Read more