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DOWN the RABBIT HOLE: The anxiety only rises like the full moon tide…
Moonlight Sonata She listens beside the ocean for love songs of dead sailors, Spanish pirates, and Viking warriors. The soft moan of the sky cries across the stars. The moon shapeshifts to the faces of those she lost But she hungers for her prince. The castle just seems too big and her nights are no…
DOWN the RABBIT HOLE: Alice never liked that rabbit anyhow
Rabbit Hole (Or, We’re All Mad Here) When Alice was a little girl, She would run to the backyard elm, And hiding in its shadow, She would day dream til the dinner bell. There was a little hole at the Base of that old umbrella tree, Where she saw white rabbits sprinting In and out,…
