THE WEAVE:
The Moon cruises through
Aries. Eris hitches some miles
with her, and speaks Moonie
a secret…
"I cannot be
my sister, as I
cannot be my Mother.
I do not feel
my mother Loves me
at all. And I feel
my father Loves me
in all the wrong
Ways. Where do I go
from Here? The Pain
is an endless Well
that never leaves,
but where to go
from Here? The Pain
is too familiar to keep
wallowing in it,
even if I have to take the Void
with me, like a compact
mirror, in my purse-"
"-OMG!" blazes in Moonie,
"That is a fucking rad idea!
I used to keep
my cell phone, in my boot,
when I was in college."
"I'm not sure, that's
a comparable experience..."
Eris trails as her gaze
grows muddled, "but yeah,
kind of. I guess, what is One
Dark Mirror, for another."