notes on Gravity & Light

Refraction. Water slows your pull to the ground, stretches and displaces the light. A dense medium through which to travel. Photons stumble into a wide gait, and sound slows to feel the cool salt of the water.

And you think about how bodies pull toward each other. How massive bodies pull harder. Unmissable. They mold themselves from a hot mess of cosmos. Wet fire drawn to its likeness, pressed together and spun about in chaos. The slow cool of this, of becoming one body. Of rounding out and getting caught between forces. The wobbling knee of a newborn calf.

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About abi nighthill

Abi has a BA in Poetry from Columbia College Chicago.
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