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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