The stinging behind my eyes, intense. The burning in my nose, telling. My body’s foreshadowing is now my heart’s befalling. It can take mere seconds or sometimes it takes hours, but the grief comes…What is
Stormy. Malevolent clouds loom, threatening devour.Fragile. Cracked glass on the verge of shatter.Sharp. A porcupine defense against attack.Combative. Landmines active and set.Restless. Electric zzap snapp pop.This. This is trauma survived.The triggers, known and unknown.Lymbic. Primitive.
As one book concludes and another ensues, the Looking-Glass offers a much different view. Though Alice’s Wonderland was all upside-down,her Looking-Glass House is quite inside-out. Reflections from the outside looking in-to,are literal albeit a slightly new view.But what awaits