The Disappearing Act

An exciting moment presents itself to me, but I reserve the feelings. I freeze the moment in time until I am safe enough to feel happy about it. Months from now, I’ll be able to relive this memory and let the feeling sink in. For now it’ll remain as insignificant as the lint inside of my pockets. Sheltering the idea of someday feeling them in the palm of my hand.

© Photo by Alison Scarpulla

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