
impossible views — Ayame Whitfield
i cut myself loose from gravity, spenda homesick light year crying about theview out the window. so much empty,and only my body to fill it. pick a star…
i cut myself loose from gravity, spenda homesick light year crying about theview out the window. so much empty,and only my body to fill it. pick a star…
NOTE: Aspects of history have been changed to suit the purposes of this story. I didn’t believe what I said on that April day at the United Nations,…
bridges collapse and highway exits burn.three hundred miles of razor wire / glass / salt. i call home at two a.m. and only the silencepicks up. i’m the…
Snowflakes gracefully hit the groundCrushed conifer cones lay scattered Smoke drifts away from warm bodies One man grabs his metallic circular shades Reflection of thoughts trapped in two framesLowering them, he…
The Traveller washed ashore on the eighth of June with the southern wind. We call it the change-wind, a fickle god of luck that tosses ships around as…
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