|Jul/Aug 2010 Salon|
I stood outside myself.
I had bite marks on my forehead.
I asked myself, "How did I get bite marks on my forehead?"
And I said to myself, "You bit yourself."
"I bit myself on the forehead?"
And I said, "You stood on a stool."
Later on I was in a leaky lifeboat.
It was the latest of many.
Apparently, all the lifeboats were leaky.
But every time I needed one, a new one would appear.
It was just one leaky lifeboat after another.
Like it just wasn't ever going to be any different.
Meanwhile the sharks were circling.
I stood outside of myself.
Mostly though, I was just kind of freaked out by how much my hairline had receded.
As I slowly let go of what never belonged to me anyway.