Time Travel
Celebrate the spaciousness of time. Gaze into its vortex, squint up your eyes, search for yourself amid billions of selves. You don’t see? That’s OK, don’t worry, rest easy. You are in the stew, you’re there, that speck maybe or this one over here, but you’re right there. Rejoice at your insignificance, break the bonds that hold you down. In your universal anonymity feel the freedom that is you.
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Jaybird
I am retired, having worked primarily as a librarian, but have done freelance proofreading, copy editing, and book reviewing. I wrote some poetry many years ago, but decided it was bad and stopped, since I had other things to do. For the last ten...
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