Issue 11.2 Spring 2016

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A Way to Cry

 

R. Cajetan Sorich

 

 

“In a dream you saw a way to survive and were full of joy.” -Jenny Holzer

 

Your face crumbled like a building falling and in the mess of your pieces I found a way to cry. In the dust of your debris I blinked and for the first few moments in a long time I saw clearly like I was suspended in crystal water, and these few moments became a separating notch on a timeline where in the beginning I was in pain. And then I closed my eyes and realized that I wasn’t tired anymore, and so I used my newfound energy to take a deep, deep breath and the air fell into me the way fire is sucked into a door opening into a room full of fresh oxygen. And while I sob atop the pile which once composed your solid rock wall-ness, my body became exhausted in a way so perfect that my brain softened and my heart loosened.

 

 

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