A poem by NICOLE FAN.

 

it has been a while

since i awoke to the salute of a sunrise

accustomed to darkness before dawn

unused to seeing coral-tinted skies

 

and too long

since the dining table was this full

layers of dust wiped away

making homes once empty now lived into

 

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wanting to move forward

with wistful prayers to go back

we desperately crave a recent past

while distant memories we forget

 

that there was a time

before we’d severed the veins within

when this was our normal

and not the earth paused mid-spin

 

as the seconds stretch forward with hands past the clock

so too does each day’s yearning

but stay for now and remember this

interlude, when the world resumes turning.

 

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