By ZOE ALARCON
at this time is relinquishing i
fall up my throat and pray,
to non-thoughts of non-time,
to hardly grasp
i Blaze and remember i’m
Free to remember
Free to press myself against the fire of action
gripped from behind
by the eyes
by desire
i press myself against Joy
is boundless and Bad
sat gently at the edges of catastrophe
glistening in between wistful glances
returned to its shape carved in
the small whites of unintelligible eyes
gliding slowly behind my chest an honest
ventriloquist,
lost in transit between forms
As well in solitude hung
on the walls of decades
buried in a self
reflective ceiling
i sow the seeds of confusion
refracting
through the
years in
modest
bites
Writer | Zoe Alarcon ’25 | zalarcon25@amherst.edu
Editor | Fahim Zaman ’25 | fzaman25@amherst.edu