Archive for January 23rd, 2021

Saturday, 23 January 2021

Backwards by Grace Nask

People say time is a circle or line, but really, it’s a
Ray. It has one point fixed ages ago, and the rest shoots out like a line,
Moving forward and forward for all of eternity. Of course, we’re
Nothing more than a line segment, with a specific
Stop and start within. I know all this, but somedays I
Wish time could be a loop and fall back on itself.
Think about it.
The tear dries from the cracked sidewalk.
The moisture leaves the ground back
Onto my face. The wetness absorbs back into my
Eye. My head lifts. And I walk, slowly, slowly,
Backwards and away.


Date: 2020

By: Grace Nask (19??- )