The whole fool

The romance of the Fool for the New Moon in Virgo

I was in the belly of a crocodile. It spoke to me about death, my fears of it. I am not afraid of dying, I scoffed, as we sank lower together, towards a depth¹ that seemed impossible. I am only afraid of causing my children pain. The crocodile paid me no mind. He spat me out of his mouth and sat across from me. We could both breathe underwater, on the fl…