Grey Matters
Oct 22, 2022
Enveloped in gloom -
Physically.
Literally.
Haze from distant wildfires paints our world a fuzzy, watercolor, grey.
Obstacles hidden in the mist, reveal themselves unexpectedly.
In the foreboding, false calm, we are escalated, alert.
We look to the skies, the windows, the doors…seeking escape, running blind, towards perceived safety.
Brains protect: teach us to flee or fight.
These unreliable narrators.
We are different on the outside, where scars show.
black
white
brown
But the grey matters.
Brains. Their contoured ridges hold memories, trauma, pain, fear.
Unseen scars.
We huddle together, hands entwined, facing the grey.
“I’m scared”
“I know.”
We got this.
Kiss your brain.
