Portal
By Jonel Abellanosa Darkness rims my room. I press eyelids close, pressure on eyeballs. Pendant of light flashes. Delight, my face numb. I think of electromagnetism. I think of pulse, vibrations, sound frequencies. Ear to please the heart. Light rings, orb of black, hollow, rimmed. Luminescent band pulls me through…
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