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Submitted to Contest #51
I once met a man looking up. It was a cosmic night. Rainy clouds in the distance. Stars more bright. Others less so. Too far away. Quaint. Some serious. A man darkened by a forested path without light, without anything to remember what appeared all around us. Sight demolished. Sight suppressed. Other senses awakened. Other senses on full throttle. My mood changes when I see the man looking not up, but instead towards me. Darkened eyes now fixate on me. They urge me forward. They ask me, “Do you look up?”. What a weird question. I reply, “S...
The past I know is not so orthodox to the system of time we understand as humans. Rather, the past I know is the one we all carry, the one that connects us across the millennia of birth-givers who carried our souls in warm water, whose hands hold me close when I dream, whose face(s) I am haunted by. A past that haunts, a past that taunts, a past that flaunts its face, is no face you want. I awake to the smell of my unwashed bed sheets. Musky. Salty. The scent of yesterday’s trip to the beach. I’m mostly naked, except for a t...
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