The Other Side

They told me that I used to exist happily on my body until a tumor on my left shoulder with the size of a walnut kept growing day by day resembling  a second head carried through a protruding extension of my skin holding identical set of eyes, nostrils, cheeks and mouth.

I didn’t know what to expect at the time, so I kept my tumor/head secret from everyone else and hid it beneath a large cloth next to my left ear thinking that it would eventually go away and shrink to its normal size.

One day as I stared at my unwanted companion, I noticed that it murmurs nonsense in unknown language to me. I couldn’t distinguish the words but later I realized that it wants to replace me entirely and take over my body.

I agreed to surrender right away and start over on a new body to recreate our memories.

Ever since then I’ve become a thousand times lighter but I’m not sure that I want to bring back any of our memories, I’m completely free..

Punchline

You’re bitter in my mouth, love. 

I can almost taste apathy on the back of my tongue long after watching your first words forming in the space between.

I pondered/struggled/writhed with anguish to gather my scattered selves and reach my unsung melodies of terror and solitude to tell you that it’s sunny, love. 

And that although it’s the middle of January and we’re said to hit the climate climax of the season but I don’t feel anything. In fact, I did not hear a single cold wind hitting my back.

Denial is a river in my brain cells, refusing to utter the syllables out loud in your presence.

What’s Latin for “Imissedyou”?

How do you spell “whole” again?

Where’s your moon today?

When I found my voice, I awoke.

Camelot

We’d both known what’s to come next, we prepared for the inevitable incident.

Yet, when the storm hit us, we lost track of all our plans and alas! Our time on earth was nearing its end. 

We tried quickly to run against all the odds of this world and escape our bad wind but it felt like an eternity while we stayed together, waiting to be rescued.

So we ran faster until we found solace in a tiny space away from the storm.

I saw you flinching.

You swore I was dreaming it up.

I drew closer to you. 

That’s when I knew how much you hated to be seen vulnerable in front of me. 

You wanted to appear stronger so I would keep going but the memory of you shaking would haunt me for the rest of my life. 

After that, I realized that it won’t be long until we part ways.

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