Two tributes
each to my past
both to my future.
The first is a remembrance of what still lies in my room
A token of childhood
a pile of anthropomorphic animals in outfits
with houses and furniture and food items.
The second is a memorial
to a character from a book
the second half of her name
before she was lost forever
not even among where her ancestors roamed.
They are connected
one,
my past,
the other,
her future,
both potential and absolute
neither undeniable
both
connected
to me.
Prompt for 2025-26 challenges:
Character connections: In poetry or prose, write about a connection - whether positive, negative, or neutral - between two characters or yourself and a character.
I am tormented by slight movements
even silence is hurting me
reality seems to be strobing
or something like it -
I've yet to learn how to explain these moments to others,
even myself.
It's not normal,
This is the worst kind of anticipation
this anticipation isn't just fear of what is to come
it's laced around the edges with knowledge of how it went last time
of how a repeat of last year is most likely inevitable.
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