And wake.

close up photo of water

In the old world 

we left ourselves

dreaming days to come, 

but upon arrival wanted

to crawl back in. Now the

eyes open with reluctance

to the same sea, but the

angle is wrong, and instead

of the land at our feet there

is only the sky we once

rushed ourselves into,

and the wake. 

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

7 thoughts on “Arc”

    1. This is reminding me of my all time favorite childhood game. Thank you, Bartholomew : )

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