Tunnel Vision

Terri Deno
4 min readJun 18, 2023
Photo via Pixabay

There were ripples and rifts of time I could see in the corners of my eyes. Night had descended hours ago, and I couldn’t shake off whatever poison I had treated myself to earlier, making my vision bleary and the rest of the cells in my body go into autopilot. Thankfully I remembered my boots tonight, but my scarf seemed to have gotten itself lost at some point, whether in the back of a car or the crevasse of a stranger’s couch, I couldn’t tell you.

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