Monthly Archives: March 2017

Thank You, Amygdala, My Protector

To My Protector   Oh my beautiful shark, sleep now. Rest as I stroke you. Snooze. You have done your job all these years. You have struck decisively, warned me, kept me alive. Even in sleep, your fish-eye— naked, ruthless, wide open.   You have attacked more than needed, heard the ancient threats, real though…