It used to be possible just to choose not to notice them–the vines creeping up out of my skin. It was easy just to cover them up and to pretend they didn’t exist. I coexisted with them.
Slowly they took over my body without me really noticing. Everyone had the vines, right? Was it not normal?
Today they covered up my eyes. Today I found myself wondering if there was some opportunity to stop this that I missed along the way, if other people didn’t feel like this.
Maybe my body didn’t have to feel like an impossible compromise.
The vines are going to enter my brain soon. I don’t quite know what's going to happen to me. Maybe in another universe, they and I still exist happily alongside one another.
But not in this one.
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