Friday, January 06, 2017

Slow Motion


A thought crossed my mind today as the Uber driver speeded up through the yellow light.

What am I doing here? Floating around, with face looking up to the sky. I cover my eyes cause the sunshine blinds my judgement. Day by day. Longing to hit the shore, missing the solid land against my bare feet. No matter how far my hands reach to the thick summer air, I can't seem to escape the weight on my shoulder.

I scream.

But all I can hear is pleading.

The driver hit the brake hard, causing me jumped to the other side of the passanger seat. I saw a guilty smile on his face for driving carelessly.

Dear, wherever you are, please find me hiding in the shadow of the sun.




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