Eventide

On a bare pathway
The sun is dipping and energy is dissipating
Nearly ceasing to exist.
Innocence remains in play, the silence holding it sacred.
Kinetics and potentiality
creates//enables
false actions and indifference.
Soon we were
Blanketed beneath the lustrous night
pins passing by our unprotected cheeks.
Then came this cretinous ambition
To undo all of it,
To make things as if they never happened in the first place.
To abandon the discrepancy between
Today and Tomorrow
To disregard the innumerable consequences of disappearing.
To destroy the realization
that inadvertent moment
Is not nearly enough
To reclaim revirescence.

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Yeama is a 20-something year old native New Yorker. She is currently a contributing writer for perediza magazine. This is a curated selection of her writings; diary entries, school assignments, and creative musings.

Committed to a lifetime of learning, humanitarian work and world exploration, her work culminates experience from a few steps of all walks of life.