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Ventral & Dorsal

I cast the front of my body, her ventral plane, into shadow and illuminate the back, the dorsal plane. The dorsal plane is iridescent, as if covered with fine rain-bowing scales. A reptile. An upright fish. I feel how I was once a fish, my belly mostly facing the pull of gravity while the a little filigree of fins carved wavy lines as I swam, peeking up once in a very long while above the succulent ocean into something so thin. Air. Wind. That was many incarnations ago. Now my back is mostly where I sleep. In my dreams, it communes with the center of the planet.

A friend  tells me that in the Hawaiian system of body significance, the front of the body is the Past, the middle is the Present, and the back is the Future, because we can’t see it…

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