The Edges of the World

I want to go creeping about the edges of the world, the places that history has never remembered and so can’t possibly forget, neither ugly nor beautiful enough for anyone to recall them, but I would run them through my hands like smooth pebbles, let them cling to the roof of my mouth, drift in them half-submerged, and I would remember them, as the universe remembers, each moment worthy of eternity.

  1. MJ Gordon said:

    so those edge of the world places that history doesn’t remember…interesting to think of our lives as being places…

  2. John Jantunen said:

    Nice. I think these moments, the ones only the universe remembers, are also the only ones worth writing about.

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