By Divia Kallattil
Artwork by Alli Rowe
I was driving through rural Virginia
when I saw a stretch of land that reminded me of a dream
Struck by an almost inverted deja-vu
(I can best describe it as premonitory)
I knew something had happened, but I didn’t know what
There was the expanse of green fields, rolling hills,
cornflower blue skies, and time –
time turning itself inside out
my world following suit.
I am terrified of change.
Three days ago, I met my bestfriend
tomorrow, I fly to Tokyo
to visit her in a home she has
made years away.
Five months later, I broke up with you, and then,
the day before that
you with me.
I found myself
walking along a (broken) path to your house,
where the lights went out, and nothing existed.
Inside, I hope it swallows me too.
There was a place I kept dreaming about
where the glowing lights
in the soft corners of my bedroom
led to today.
