By Camila Lopez-Passapera
Last night I dreamt I was stuck
in a time warp for hours
and by the time I got back
to the regular world, no one
I knew was alive, and I was alone
in a place I knew nothing about.
My eyes opened in an instant
and the hairs on my arms stood up
as I searched around the room
for any sign I was back in my regular life
stare ricocheting from corner to corner
always falling short of my targets.
For a moment, I forgot I wasn’t home
I forgot we weren’t together anymore
and you were the first person I looked for.
Camila Lopez-Passapera is a psychology student who writes to stay sane in a beautiful, ill world.
I love this powerful, poignant poem. I particularly applaud the use of simple language to clearly convey a grueling experience. Thank you for sharing.
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I hate nightmares like that.
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Strange and interesting….
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Wheather real or imagined… we’ve all been there.
Blessings..
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Very well done. I’m not sure staying sane is always the best goal, But it is certainly a beautiful, ill worls we live in. One certainly a world worth preserving in poetry.
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A very strong piece, feels like life…
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