she's running through the world, twisting her own stories into trails behind her, collecting words and mixing them into books, drinking bitter coffee she doesn't like and speaking languages that trip her up with complex structures. it's easy to dive back into her books, to seek out libraries in every stop but that's not the… Continue reading inversion (150)
see here: the earth, warped mountains flipped, the sky's stalactites, and oceans frozen above. tread carefully on the sky, brush your fingers over stars and watch for the moon setting.
you begin. one proposition, oft repeated throughout the years. so patient of you, but not now. what about now, you ask sorry, new goals. you do understand, thank you; later, promise. too many years wear by the promise broken. i'm sorry, what more can i do? my turn.