Sandra McPherson: Drunkard’s Path
From the table I selected a Big Book:
“The more hopeless he feels, the better.”
Charles Fox: How Jung’s collective unconscious inspired Alcoholics Anonymous
There was just one hope, Jung said: occasionally alcoholics could recover after experiencing some type of religious conversion. However, he cautioned, recoveries due to a life-changing ‘vital spiritual experience’ were relatively rare.
Jocelyn Elise Crowley: Baby boomers are divorcing for surprisingly old-fashioned reasons
At first, Kathy, 53 years old, spoke to me calmly, but as the minutes ticked away, her voice started to crack. Her husband had a long-standing problem with alcohol. The … Continue reading
Lauren Camp: Still Life with Extinctions
Almost no one else heard it, the bitch, bitch thrown from the line next to me. It was Thursday, and the voice offered its etceteras without saying much else. But what … Continue reading
Robert Walicki: If a Tree Falls
A tree falls does anyone care if it makes it into this poem? A poem bone deep and raw, broken into bark and hanging on to the edge of a … Continue reading
Jay Carson: Luminary
Just in case you think I got screwed up only recently, let me tell you about the fire: My wife in those days was a candle maker as well as … Continue reading
Kate Daniels: Detox
So she wouldn’t judge, she practiced empathy, sitting for months in full lotus, palms open, thumb and forefinger touching to make a small circle she could empty her thoughts inside … Continue reading
Michael Winship: Brett Kavanaugh, the All-American Privileged Boy
His was not a judicial temperament. It was the unhinged ranting of a right-wing ideologue who should not be allowed to serve as an associate justice of SCOTUS. Thursday’s Senate … Continue reading
Kate Daniels: At the Meetings They Say, “Detach with Love”
When the alcoholic fell before reaching The bed, and pissed his pants before Passing out, and shat himself, and puked Up what was left of lunch, and just lay there … Continue reading
Doug Anderson: Binge
War comes to visit me once a day. I can’t get rid of him. He’s grown old and hates himself. I stopped a quarter century ago, but he still drinks … Continue reading
Audio: Patsy Cline — “Crazy”
. Patsy Cline (Virginia Patterson Hensley 1932 – 1963) was an American country music singer. Part of the late 1950s/early 1960s Nashville sound, Cline successfully crossed over to pop music and was … Continue reading
Elizabeth Kirschner: Bright as Guilt
Under the shadow of death, I drank my entire language, sucked the bones out of my hands. I drank until my bone marrow pickled and my eyes, their lids, turned … Continue reading
Susan Cheever: The Real Bill W.
Almost 50 years after his death, the AA founder’s complicated life is more instructive than ever in an increasingly tumultuous world. Bill Wilson was no saint. He smoked like a … Continue reading
Molly Fisk: Dark Rum & Tonic
Sometimes what you need is a road house, blast of laughter and warm air pouring out the door, where the waitresses know your name but the customers don’t, shrill … Continue reading
