moments piling up, the now and the before, merging, indistinguishable,

a frozen shell unmoored from time.

history fragmented and atomized into a single unit

until it cracks and breaks, suddenly shearing and crashing through space and

carrying the past with it; tumbling and confusing and subverting its relation to the present

until it stops again and rejoins the flow of time.

and some day: it will thaw, both absorbing and releasing the burden of the past.

Replay Exit