Poetry

Hourglass

Photo credit @immyy_jadee

Time is fluid, but there’s a hidden countdown I don’t want to reach zero. I’m living in the arms of an hourglass that I’ll never see, but always feel. Tightening a little closer with each passing day until I collapse under its weight.

© Sarah Doughty

For the ‘Support Insta Writers’ August Prompts
(based on books written by authors in the IG community)
hosted by Tracy and Journee.

Living In The Arms Of An Hourglass by @a.r.lucas

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