the trails I’ve been walking lately
take me around two lakes, and several marsh areas
but part of this vast conservation land is on the property of what was once a state hospital
built in the late 1800s, originally named the Westborough Insane Hospital
many of the original buildings still exist
when walking, I sometimes catch a glimpse
after hiking around the lake, I walked back to my car
parked in a lot not far from two of the broken buildings
and for some strange reason, I was drawn in
I was both fascinated and scared
it was eerily quiet
images of Sylvia Plath and Robert Lowell ran through my mind,
electro shock therapy
who were the patients in these rooms?
how did they end up here?
what were their stories?
I came home and started searching for more information regarding the hospital’s history
I wasn’t able to find much, however, there is supposedly an old crematorium hidden in the woods off of one of the trails
photos online show foundation walls, an old chimney, an actual brick oven, broken microscope slides and glass vials
not too sure I’ll be venturing there anytime soon
since I’ve seen enough to keep me from sleeping soundly for a while