Poetry

Turning a Corner

"He walks at a snail's pace, through the fog and all. Earbuds turned all the way up. Spotify playlist playing all of the aesthetic hits."

Written by Jacob Ibrag

He walks at a snail’s pace, through the fog and all.

Earbuds turned all the way up. Spotify playlist playing all

of the aesthetic hits. Each song, a conversation between him

and his younger being. Turning a corner in the street and in his

head. A triangle-shaped garden and its roses. Thorns and their

elegant stems. Thorns, that’s how he remembers it. Uneven

sides, an isosceles upbringing. Snails pace, he paces.

Each side, a different speed. Three sides to

his being. Indifference, differently.


Image by ryota nagasaka


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