The echoes that follow us
ride our shadows to stay at our side,
bearing down on us somehow
from the ground at our feet…
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The echoes that follow us
ride our shadows to stay at our side,
bearing down on us somehow
from the ground at our feet…
Vibrations were rising
Panic was on the horizon
Moving closer, quickly
Attempts to connect — I stuttered
I froze
Eyes darting everywhere but her gaze
Until, through my stunned silence
She put her infant in my arms
…
I killed an insect on my desk this afternoon.
I’m not sure what it was, but it was probably harmless.
I could have put it outside.
I could have gently shooed it somewhere else.
But, I didn’t.
I crushed it, with a tissue, so I wouldn’t dirty my fingers.
Now the stink of death lingers in the room,
and I wonder where my heart’s gone.
.
June 4, 2025
Holding the request, someone calls out to them again and again… But of course everyone has much more important things on their mind.