“I” am not “my” brain,

But what if I am, what if I am hormones and emotions gutted by vids, images, text,

Get stuck in precipices of grey mattering.

Brain is a public space.

Public expressions of affective states towards the non-other, the one and only,

Without the other you’re left with resonance.

What legitimizes the walls whence your sound re-sounds?

People don’t like public spaces, they’re uncomfortable,

Better privatize in the name of peace and quiet.

Easier to legitimize a wall than a gate, let alone a path.

This piece was originally published in Issue 1 of the print edition of Ordinary Matters magazine.