Your world is as big or small as you like want.

Clicking on the oddest moments or years that blend in with the least convenient “here and now” micro second hand stories that are too often mistaken for a yesterday that may or may not have already happened back then.

Talking, shouting, whispering.

Clicking, unclicking, reclicking.

Bonding, separating, sharing, connecting random dots dispersed in all corners of the universe.

Note how these leftover yesterdays seem to linger among mini-moments that are displayed in displaced micro moments among more whenevers and wherevers hoping that an opportunity will present it’s self in half seconds and borrowed hours that will reappear and merge with dreams, pauses, nightmares, moments from another era.

Silences are reshaped as we talk, shout and whisper in tongues that could become the new languages for the new stories for the coming years of moments that tell us about yesterdays that might mingle with a tomorrow and bits of a damaged today that is already seconds away from disappearing or exploding into half moments.

 

Janet Cormier is a painter, writes prose and poetry, and performs comedy. Janet prefers different and original over pretty. She loves collecting stuff, but cleaning not so much. Janet also talks to strangers. A lot. Her column appears weekly on Oddball Magazine.