A Bad Trip, a Flashback, a Friendship

We sat facing each other on a mattress that pancaked on a friend’s bedroom floor, our eyes lit by the energy of wordless communication. Then a void opened behind each of us and we fell backward, as if from a cliff, into a permeable darkness. When light returned, everything had been varnished in glass. We walked outside, and each surface, from the tarmac under our feet to the fence-post to the shingles on the house next door…

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Michele Sharpe

Michele Sharpe

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Words in NYT, WaPo, Oprah Mag, Poets&Writers, et als. Adoptee/high school dropout/hep C survivor/former trial attorney. @MicheleJSharpe & MicheleSharpe.com