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‘The Head is a Container for the Brain’ by Christine Ochefu

A poem by Christine Ochefu for sweet-thang issue three: “MIND”
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the head is a container for the brain and it is

a most round and perfect crystal ball,

glowing,

full of sense and stability.


a most round and perfect crystal ball…

prone to

cracking.

shattering.

mine must have cracked

bit by bit by bit

over time. because

the length of the cracks are too long to have happened at once

to have let the sense and stability pour out of my brain in this way, i think.

year-long cracks dancing through a crystal skull.

blemishes.

ruptures.

how do i heal the cracks in my crystal ball?

who will bring back my sense? and my stability?


i hear there are others with cracks

like mine.


i hear they exist in the shadows, both hiding from others in shame

and hidden by others in shame.

i want them to exist and be of no existence

because if they are of existence then it makes sense that i exist too.

but if they are of no existence then the pain i suffer from

is not the terrible epidemic it seems it could be.


but then,

if the pain i suffer from is the terrible epidemic it seems it could be

then maybe my most round and perfect crystal ball

was never so round and perfect in the first place.

because maybe no ones is.

Artist credit: Christine Ochefu

Browse the full print issue here

Sweet-thang issue three, May 2018

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