i am two and yet, one, my history splicing us together, we hobble all my life, i have known her presence…different and yet, same debates not quite conscious, vaguely aware of she who dwells within this body, this mind, this spirit – a house divided i am afraid, but not of myself, of my other she who watches, who waits, who hides i know she awaits my weakness in its moment, she will spring to what action, i do not know companion through horror, through fear she is also my power and my strength wonder if she knows how much […]