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No one needs to invent time travel by Christiana Doucette

First published in The Thieving Magpie

No one needs to invent time travel

It’s already here. We’re already traveling.

The slam of a door layers then with now.

Raised voices split screen brains

send us back to prisms of pain.

The moment of terror as the airplane turns just so.

Oh, sky that certain clear cold blue, we go

back. We are washing dishes here

suds between our fingers. Indoor. But fear

places us in the car. Plays the announcers

voice crumbling like block towers. Fall.

Time travel exists inside us all. Thinning reality.

What we need to invent is a way away from time’s debris.

A…

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