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
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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