Who knows how and why the demons come and go from the room in my brain. They are cockroaches. They consume without hesitation, without empathy, without mercy. It is deafening as they infiltrate my mind. I clutch and frantically flail, grasping for the withering memories of happiness, laughter, peace, and hope. But my grasp weakens and the crumbs […]
Sharon Johnson is a Anchorage based mother, artist, photographer, and blogger.