Rampant & Golden

Tag: Lewis Carroll

  • Among the Mad Hatter’s Tea Party Riddles

    So I’m here. Eight thousand and odd miles older. Land of the spoiled, home of the complacent. Trying to reconcile my persuasions with the idea that here, I’m the alien. I’m the foreigner. The strange one. The one that acts different. The one that doesn’t “get it”. I’ve seen their seasons of light and lived…

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  • Cheshire Twilight

    The glass roof of the café looks like it’s holding up the sky; the wind, like it’s blowing the cars around the rotunda. My words travel from the bottom of the well where my sentient being fastened its roots to the core of the universe. I perceive distances the way I perceive freedom from the…

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  • The Yellow Brick Road Out Of Wonderland

    I can’t think of anything more difficult than accepting that the first thing you’ve ever known and believed in, the first thing, from birth, is all lies. Have the earth pulled away from under you. It’s more than cutting the proverbial umbilical cord more than leaving the nest in your wobbly wings more like a…

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  • Through the Glass, Gracefully

    Do you remember when the trees could speak and we could carve our initials on the wind? Remember when we laughed while having tea on giant seashells atop a flamingo’s wings in the shadows of the stars, how I kissed you and wrapped all four seasons around you and how you kissed me back while…

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