What they never tell you about Alice
And her hole
Is that she ran hard into every mirror possible
On purpose. To be alone.
And she said
I always want life before surprises …
I want to be ignorant before the moment of truth again
I want to have no hope
only to be restoked
resatisfied and reoverjoyed again
I don’t like the other side of the hill
the full-view from the top that has no shadows
no bends tricks or turns
I want to not know and then suddenly know
for the sky to beam and make my heart glow and then
all is revealed, just briefly
before I start the march again.
Back through shadow, running under sun.
Happily, marvelously
alone
(c) Celeste Ramos, 2009
from Women in Strange Places: Stories
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