My Shadow’s Shadow (Memories of Before & After a TBI) Before Before the fall, I did not appreciate the power of memories. They were of the forest’s shadow, easily eclipsed by the echo of my forward footsteps upon the broken parts of my now. After Once I’d become my shadow’s shadow, I saw memories through new stalker’s eyes. I became the observer, concealed behind a forest of lost snapshotsContinue reading “My Shadow’s Shadow by Cheryl Skory Suma”