February 3, 2023 - “Moving in Circles” by Rahil Najafabadi

MOVING IN CIRCLES

I look at the time and the last things you’ve said.
I think of them when I’m alone, I go down a path
full of scribbles of memories––things I don’t like.
I keep believing I’m getting better, but the holes
in my story leave room for bad air to get in.
We both thought this was gradual growth,
the way we improve when we move in circles.
There’s no linear way I can’t let go, without
feeling my body is a crumbled piece of paper.
It ends, the struggle, and I know it will come back.
Because knowing is better, forgetting is a line.