The Wavering Edge
Boundaries and salamanders.
I often struggle with edges, edges of sensation, of where my body begins and ends in the space around it, the borders of emotions, the lines of vision that rattle and shake in my visual cortex, the fluidity of my sense of self conversing with a general looseness of proprioception. I am constantly knocking into things, each bruise a mark demonstrating th…
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