I want to be where the weather doesn’t remind me of the muggy afternoons spent commuting back home from school, neuralgic heat spiraling dangerously up from the tarmac so that the walk becomes a maze. I want to breathe – not inhale this cacophony of adrenalized atoms, minute cataclysms sometimes riddled with the asphyxiating weight …
Author Archives: Nic
Flight
There is something more than merely impressive with the heave of effort a commercial jet takes for liftoff. The engines whine as if they’re ravenous, sucking in the air that fuels a searing fire; there is a guttural note of heavy machinery striving – the aural cornucopia strikes you with all its undertones of …
Good Luck Charm
Enough of the doom and gloom; everything shines brighter now. The fighting is over – no more obtuse wrestling head-on with the vague concept of threat, a suppositional enemy – and I’m finally home.
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It’s somewhat eerie how attachments to inanimate objects form with such ease; if a thing’s there for long enough, undisturbed and seemingly …
Symmetry
When you’re in a routine, time seems of infinite depth, like two mirrors arranged in parallel, reflecting the abstract world with biting lucidity; a daily-occurring period has all the echoes of those of the past, and is pregnant with the anticipation that accompanies those of the future. It was a vaguely pleasant time, school – …