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standing in line for mail at the homeless shelter downtown get a stamp…or two? letters that fill her hand she’s writing to the FBI writing to the CIA the DEA perhaps the NSA wonder what she wrote? some days she tells of shadow people who plot and scheme she hides from ghosts and their attacks they track her she hides inside a dream or more accurately, constant nightmare. she talks to people in the air rambled words furtive glances she listens what are the words that are being said but then who cares no one knows those words just Crazy Mary.
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Sep 17, 2019
Sep 17, 2019 at 6:52 PM UTC
Crazy Mary
standing in line for mail at the homeless shelter downtown get a stamp…or two? letters that fill her hand she’s writing to the FBI writing to the CIA the DEA perhaps the NSA wonder what she wrote? some days she tells of shadow people who plot and scheme she hides from ghosts and their attacks they track her she hides inside a dream or more accurately, constant nightmare. she talks to people in the air rambled words furtive glances she listens what are the words that are being said but then who cares no one knows those words just Crazy Mary.
Crazy Mary is a composite of several homeless people I've gotten to know over the years. Untreated mental health problems are a huge issue that needs to be addressed in order to address general homelessness.
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64/M/Earth
Sep 17, 2019
Sep 17, 2019 at 6:52 PM UTC
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