I was tumbling down beneath the solid ground. I spun so fast, I wish it wouldn’t last.
But indeed it did. There I went. Down below the earth. But I think, I really do think,
it could be worse. My fears proved true and I said to you. Why oh why is there
a bunny in a coattail? And was that a watch? I wish I didn’t ask because
a purple cat whispered close your eyes. So in this fit of delusion you
screamed out and said, but look there, above the chair, flying
bread I think it is. I said I’m scared but down we went.
Further still. I wish I hadn’t eaten so much this
afternoon. I could of been sick but you said I
better not. How helpful a suggestion that
was. Not. I said but how do you know
when we can’t see where it ends
so far below. You claimed you’d
been down here yesterday. I
could have screamed aloud
at your foolishness
but you were
a mad woman
only you were a child.
I was too old to still be falling.
My heart would surely give way. It did not, not
yet anyway. But oh I could never forget. Your face as we
fell all over the place and the world you called Wonderland. Good heavens
how could one call it wonderland. I was half passed out and on the ground and yet I saw them there. The ones she called friends.
What a strange unusual day…
~Written by Stephanie Kentepozidis