Cianán Joseph

Like Magnesium Burns

I felt awkward in my body and my body alone that night. My mind kept clarity for the most part – there was just something about the order of events, the exact formula of our situation that made it uncomfortable to move inside. There was a tension there, just in existing, like I was sitting just outside of the present moment. Maybe a step back and to the left. Observing from without. It was hard to exist there in that vantage, hard too to step back inside myself, back into the flow.