What is this skin that I am in?
I no longer feel it as my own, for
it is not the same as it once was,
never what it twice was. The souls
that became inside of this skin left
long ago, and mine is lonely and
alone in this foreign place that
I know not to be mine.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
Nicole Lyons 
So straight into the wonderland of identity and change – reminds me of this:
‘Who are you?’ said the Caterpillar.
This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, ‘I — I hardly know, sir, just at present — at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.’
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Nicole and a darker vision of a place Alice knew – so much change.
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This. Wow.
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Thank you so much
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Of course!
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