Tick-tock Pill Pop

by Ruth Elwood   My world is not idyllic or beautiful. It only features appointments and disappointments. They say I should not desire death, to remain living my "good" life. Merely existence, passing through greeting figures I no longer recognise. I do not check the clocks in the morning when I rise; I know Mrs. What-do-you-call-her … Continue reading Tick-tock Pill Pop