Features

“Okay”

Issue 5, Volume 108

By Anonymous 

“Are you okay?”

“Are you guys okay?”

“How are you guys feeling?”

Words like screams into the oblivion,

Desperate grabs for air.

From far away I am watching you call to me

From far away I am calling to you

At a standstill

At a standstill

These words fall

Like a thin sheet of snow

They melt as they touch skin

The heat of colliding realities

“Thank God you’re okay.”

At least I am.