Words by Abigail Oh
Art by Arwen Verdnik
In youth, the mind takes another run around the clock.
days turn twice as long.
let the darkened skies swallow whole this
torn skin, ruptured eyes and fragile bone;
This is the promised time for breathing.
speak your oblivious divinations when pressed up
against the world’s silence:
you cannot be bigger,
you are only as small
as you have ever been.
return what you owe.
after these immortal nights, it comes to a renewed vow:
I no longer wait for dawn, I wake for it.
this too,
is forgiveness.
