Diaphragm contracts, vision swift to blur;mind racing from its proper time and place.What pulls the heart to this violent stiralways hides from mine its shadowy face. Triggr’red, mem’ry makes this body a corpse,an evolution now so far removedfrom a life once lived; unforeseen change warpsour expectations thought already proved. Yet this time-trav’lling, near resurrectedidea isContinue reading “Before”