2020 by May Sim
I wish I could press pause.
Just for a moment.
Slow down the clock until
the only thing pounding is
the beat of my heart.
It’s so loud in my ears
I wonder if you can hear it.
Children amass amongst the streets,
running through the playground of rubble
on a hunt for treasure
yet unaware of the real surprise
waiting buried below.
A teenage girl’s voice
is plucked from her
like a petal off a daisy flower.
For your own safety, ma’am,
the policeman says.
The man across the street
rakes the debri surrounding his garden
into a pile so high
it resembles a tower of confetti.
It looks like a graveyard of leaves.
Time presses her forehead to yours
with a deeply sorrowful look,
like an empty colouring book.
May has had one poem published recently in a feminist zine, F*EMSZINE, and is currently in the process of another being published with a non-binary and gender diverse online journal, EnbyLife. I am a third-year, queer literature student at a university outside of Melbourne, Australia and am planning on enrolling into an Honours degree once I complete my Bachelor mid-year 2020.