By: Hyeonjin Yang 

I’m walking barefoot through the rain.
Overflowing, creating a river of seconds
I’m building a dam called memories.
Opening arms like Father Sky, hoping I catch them all
Blazing comets fall to the earth, each emanating
distant recollections of the past.
My legs are adjacent clock hands.
Ticking, waking up and lifting my celestial body
I recall your voice.
Falling like Newton’s apple,
Too fast and too many to hold it in my arms.
Repressing and depressing nightmares
I will be patient,
I will be remembering your voice,
I will be always waiting for you.
Finally, here comes howling happy comets
Reaching out my hand to catch a piece of it.
Memories of us
Shines bright like a emerald
The beautifully pure light shower pours on me
But it ran away like a fish in a loose net.
I opened my eyes, clock still ticking.
Looking for temazepam
Let me see you again
Crying back to sleep.

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Hyeonjin Yang is master at baking brownies from the box mixes she bought from Ralphs. She is a mermaid but doesn’t know how to breathe under water. With her small polaroid, she captures everyday happiness.