By Courtney WZ
I’ve stopped counting
days passing
in slow fire.
I made kindling of hours
and watched it burn, unperturbed.
time’s a semantic satiation:
repeated until it’s lost meaning.
Author:
Courtney WZ (she/her) is a writer and mental health advocate. She is in her final year of a Bachelor of Arts in Creative Writing and English Literature at Western University in Ontario, Canada. She can be found on Twitter @courtneyneue.
This piece is a part of DISTANCED 2.0.