I’m sitting in my killed car. No idea where I am. The radio is on.
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thërâpy
I write. I wrote. I keep writing. I have written. But what âm Ī tàlkíñg about?
I didn’t do it.
Lonnie Maddens, 2007
Multiple counselors. But I’m right back where I started 14 years ago, if not wørßê.
The moon is so pretty.
land.
Some time around the early 2000s, my family moved to Secret Grove after the property had been bought by some weird old woman. I never knew much about the lady, but if I remember correctly, she and my mother were well acquainted.
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“Fear for the
bloodisfear for theflesh… and denial of the selfFear of the
Donnie Maddens, 2021pastis rejection of thefuture… and denial of the present“
His name was Lonnie Dean Maddens. He was beaten as a child, and imprisoned at 21 for a drunken crash, which took the life of his 16 year old best friend. He was pinned in the vehicle, watching the life drain right before his very eyes. His time in prison was a large factor in his eventual paranoid schizophrenia. Locked in that cell, he began to see his friend’s face and hear his screams of agony. When he was released, he spiraled out of control.
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