A poem about some days of fear and anxiety.

After that day with Bandit, my life seemed to be in a haze. Yet as a young child I merely locked that day away in my memory and went about everyday. I was still living and laughing everyday. But that nightmare with Bandit was only the first of many nightmares to come and every single one just got worse and worse.

This is a memoir about the author, Alberta H. Sequeira, living fourteen years in an alcoholic marriage. There lives are turned upside down by confusion, fear, broken promises, and abuse.

A poem I just wrote about how alcohol abuse destroyed my life (6 months after my last drink)

My friend the alcoholic nearly died last week. I can’t remain quiet so I’ve written a letter.

A muse about a man drowning in alcoholism and dying from liver disease.

An autobiography of the hellish life of jails and car crashes as the result of alcohol abuse.