Press. Poem by Mary X

walk down the hallway.
see the brightly coloured pictures
covering the walls.

feel your legs walking without thought.
move closer to the end
and further from

the beginning that was once
a tiny light shining crack to crack
very far away.

there is no place to turn,
just forward,
forward.

in your state of disorientation
and discomfort, walk, walk
forward and never glance

behind you. keep your mind
on the crack to crack light
that will one day be
far
behind
you.