Cheshire Cat Monologue -

Alice stared at a caterpillar inching across her shoe. “Then tell me something precise.”

Alice sat alone for a long time. The toadstool had stopped squeaking. Cheshire Cat Monologue

At first, he was just a grin. A crescent of luminous, disembodied teeth floating six feet off the ground. Then, as if remembering he had an audience, the eyes appeared—two emerald slits that blinked slowly, one after the other, like distant lighthouses. Alice stared at a caterpillar inching across her shoe

The Geometry of Unbecoming