My parents gasp. The sun fades from view. I take off my glasses.
The moon looks bigger. Looking at us, a moment frozen in time for but a few minutes.
The moon is blossoming, the beautiful wings of the sun reaching out.
We hear people cheer as I take a picture. Once in a lifetime. A moment frozen in time.
Posted in response to the challenge Eclipse.
It's quiet. Just the rumbling of the car. My friend is asleep next to me, their head on my shoulder. I open the windows. The breeze is nice and cool and rustles my hair. As soon as the window is open, it reveals the sound of crickets.
Dear Canada,
You do not belong to us.
You never have.
And I really, really hope you never will.
You are your own country, but I know I don’t have to tell you that.
You already know it.
What if
I could be a real actor
What if
It doesn't matter if my name sounds like a big-movie-star name?
What if I'm delusional?
What if I don't really care?
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