A shattered heart plays the most haunting melody.
Spilling forth like jagged notes, the breathless sobs
of a lover scorned are flung into the inky night.
Caught within the flow of time, who will mourn our symphony?
Brightly lit but ever brief, we rush headlong
into oblivion. Leaving only traces of our passions
for no one but the stars to remember.
*I was inspired to capture something of what I felt when I read the title of this debut novel, “On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous” by poet Ocean Vuong. I was at once transported incredibly near to the human experience, yet simultaneously as if I was viewing everything from the lens of time and space.