Identity Crisis in Wonderland

What is this "self" of mine?

Not too long after my Poetry Salon during the beginning of my digital detox, I felt compelled to write this poem—which now seems like a subconscious attempt to make sense of my fractured ego. If you find self-analysis to be annoying, turn back now and stare at pictures of large groups of women in bikinis. They’re far less common than these narcissistic …