A chapter from my book about drug addiction titled “Ghost” was published recently in The Doctor T.J. Eckleburg Review.
Here’s a snippet of it.
A Chapter from My Book About Drug Addiction
I live in a world of spirit.
Each day I am sober is miraculous and terrifying.
Each day I am sober should not be.
I am a ghost who walks and breathes.
I am in the cafeteria of an inpatient rehab that locks its doors at night and lets the residents lie in beds, their bodies flushing dope from their veins while its remnants coil about their hearts, waiting for its freedom to whisper for more.
I smell chlorine and old meatloaf. The walls are pale yellow and covered with miniature murals, paintings upon the painted walls of laughing, smiling people, beautiful frames glued around the murals to make them seem more than they are.
They were painted by former residents.
How many of them are dead now?
How many ghosts walk these halls?