
The Shadowy Underworld of Madame Depression (Part I)
Sunday, June 12, 2007. From afar I hear a steady drip-drip-drip of water falling, like clockwork, every second, into the bathroom sink. Pling. Pling. Pling. By Ingrid Falaise I don’t have the strength to get up out of bed, my refuge since Friday. And yet […] See more