The Moon and my Head
Scaphocephaly, from the Greek for skiff, is the elongated shape of the skull resulted from prenatal fusing of the sagittal suture. Pressure from the budding brain expands the dome bow and aft to resemble the bottom of an overturned ship. Surgery is often required. The Pacific Ocean is where some theorized the Moon broke off from infant Earth, mere excess flung aside by centrifugal forces, pressures in the proto planetary age billions of years ago, a hunk of white rock just sloughed off, a sail in the solar winds. As a newborn my crown was dissected, two inches of bone from the back detached— two inches of smooth white mantle, gone. A scar like the Marianas marks the separation of my scalp. I get headaches sometimes when the moon is full.
