neon epiphany

This is not about jalapeños

I've been so long without pain that I'd almost forgotten -- not the twinges and tingles and needles that line my daily existence, but that dull seeping ache which leaks in & drives out all other feeling until there's no longer a line between body and mind, but a single, white-hot flame that cannot be ignored. And oh, I am broken, broken, like Frida and her skeleton of wirework and nails--\n\nBut no, I'm not there yet. I can feel it beginning, and I'm afraid.\n\n...\n\nI had meant to write about fireflies.