Why nightshade can be fatal in small doses

Day 5 of The Seal: A 30-Day Micro-Memoir Series

Sometimes I disappear right in front of your eyes.

You’ll think I’m still there, but I’ve slipped out between your comma and your colon.

Or evaporated in the blare of the speakers standing next to you at an outdoor concert.

All I leave behind is my body.

But night is a shade.

Beneath a blanket I crawl into a hole in the dark,

go down tunnels,

places where ther…