Slow — My Screaming Twenties

Between three and four pm; I can watch the moon rise in and out of view. The clouds sink low and bleed into the blue. The marks on its face are silver and grey and in this precious hour I appreciate how fast the Earth turns, yet the ground feels slow. I learn in this […]

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