Tell it this way: depression is the 30cm nail driving into the walls.
If you ever read about Plath…
ever tended a garden it grew so wild to swallow god, ever kept
dressing the fire in your bones, then you must know about grief
— NOME EMEKA PATRICK from poem Sylvia Plath as an Old Story Title for Learning to Fight Depression Where the Semiotics Simply Suggest That a Garden Illustrates Peace as a Foreshadow Rather Than as a Vivid Depiction of an Ancestral Society of Sad Mothers & Helpless Fathers