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Isabelle M.Time Sucked Up
from Volume XII: Onism
by GSMSTLitMag
Untitled, Shiza Ghani, 2022
When I write out my to-do list any afternoon, The page overflowing or room to scribble running out, I tell myself to do everything: I arrive late with wet hair and raw cookies. When I try, every minute is filled, expectations set high, Not enough is done in all that time.
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Time Sucked Up
Isabel McHenry, 2020
When the child I’m babysitting won’t settle down, They want mom to come home or they can’t face the dark, I tell them to go to sleep: it makes the time go faster. When you wake up, mommy is home, morning comes, No time has passed since that’s been done.
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When dreams I thought that I would dare pop in my head, Pushed aside years ago for fear or maybe foolishness, I tell those dreams excuses: I focused elsewhere instead of giving up. When we look back, unmet goals are silent ghosts Nobody has the time, I cannot get it done.