Untitled #1, Dystopia, 2017
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Words from Tomb Sweeper by Alexandra Chang
Come join us!
Time, Love, and Hope traveled together to speak at a
funeral.
Each had a message to share, with different photos of the
departed and personal thoughts on the journey.
Time was quite busy and the details and remembrance would
probably be reenacted by Love.
Hope was noodles about this because Love had been a major
crush for Hope,
ever since they were arrested for standing together against
Hate.
So, Love had a lot to carry on the way; bags of every
category and brand, full with all that mattered and nothing fake.
Hope always walked in front, keeping a slight distance from Time
since Time would stop for no one!
Love never worried about this distance thing, for Love had a
deep instinctual sense that was a true gift. Time and Hope saw it as a true
superpower on the entire journey!
The eulogy would be shared by them all, but Time would
ultimately write it.
Strangely enough the memory of the years this soul had truly
lived would write itself. Time would simply speak for itself and sign with a
squiggle to prove that each moment is but a lovely curve and loop and quick
end.
