black_holes amy of the many star configurations, they have the most gravity. science_black_holes. and art_black_holes. 030511 ... ovenbird In the dark recesses of a dream, my daughter comes to me gripped by anxiety that makes a marionette of her body. Every muscle jerks and trembles, panic swells into a seizure. Her eyes fly open, flecked with horror. Her pupils widen, then widen further. They stretch until they consume her face. They become gaping sockets rimmed with teeth, spinning with internal gravity. They are two black holes slurping up every thought and image without discretion. The whole world is collapsing into the swirling pits of her eyes. Even her screams are consumed. I wake gagging on the nightmare’s truth: I’ve spent my whole life trying not to breach anxiety’s event horizon. Every day my eyes distend until entire galaxies are visible orbiting around my optic nerve. I can’t close them. I can never close them. So I’ve stopped trying. Instead I look for others with black holes where their eyes should be. I hold out my quavering hand, and invite them to dance. 250916 what's it to you? who go blather from