Diana Was Still Alive Hours Before She Died

inspired by searching for strange headlines.
hours before diana died, she was alive.

her lungs sang with air

and her cheeks were stained red

blasted by the chill.
in the hours before diana died, she still was alive

alphabetizing the nonfiction in the bookstore

only deviating her concentration

when her boss asked if she could tackle biographies next.
in the time frame shortly before diana was abruptly deceased, she continued to breathe

heels snapping along the wood floors

until the toes locate a tiny crack in the wood

large enough to send her flying to the ground.
her knees hit the floor

her chest soon follows

her head cracks back

and it is over before her sightless eyes 

are able to gaze dully at the ceiling.
in the minutes after diana was alive before she died

her lungs are not singing

they are not even crying for last whispers of air

and her cheeks are stained with white roses

a color slowly spreading across her body.


Furiously Happy, by Jenny Lawson

I don’t know how much I’ve talked about it on this blog, but I suffer from both bipolar ii and an anxiety disorder. I don’t read about them very often because it’s hard to find someone who talks about being mentally ill with a sense of humor. However, Furiously Happy by Jenny Lawson is that book and that person. This book means so much to me. I’m on my second re-read, and underlining passages that mean a lot to me. She describes what it’s like to be mentally ill so so well, and inspires me so much as someone who has mental health stuff to work through and would like to be an author someday.

So here are three art pieces I did with quotes from her book. I hope you enjoy them.