Magnified

Magnified

Without warning, my eyes turn again to magnifying glasses
Beautiful blue irises turned demonic red

Zzoom: 150%
Stop, please stop.
Zzoom: 250%
This isn’t real.
Zzoom: 500%

Click...click click
Your brain
Click...c c c lick
it’s misfiring.
Click
I can physically feel it stutter again
Try to realign, again
C c c c c lick

Don’t look down.
Your eyes lie.
Don’t look up.
The mirror lies.

Click, click, click
The record is skipping
Click……...click    k k k
I feel the matter, my matter, churning. It’s trying.
I’m trying.

Tiny head
Thighs larger than life
Hands that feel detached from my body
Pieced together like some disproportionate frankenstein

The magnifying glass
It’s fractured
clouded
shattered
skipping

This isn’t real. This isn’t real. This isn’t real.

Click . . . clickclickclick click click click...

The Flight: A Monthly Book Sampler (April 2019)

The Flight: A Monthly Book Sampler (April 2019)