No One Knows

 

No One Knows

There, the dream of flying
cars, and the next,

tumbling through soft
glass, inconsiderate and

hopeful as a child
on his birthday,

hands outstretched, waiting.
Unsmiling. You might ask

where this story turns,
whether the glass reconstitutes

or the car crashes,
reminders of a childhood

reconsidered and the simplest
truth, which is no one knows.

 

“No One Knows” was first published in The Pangolin Review in March 2018.

 

2 thoughts on “No One Knows

  1. I’m smiling at the correlation between this piece and the workshop I participated in earlier today, centering on the word “promise” – which struck me as very much limited commitment since there is no way to know what’s coming, nor to control it when it does come! Indeed no one knows much of anything beyond the moment (and I gather we each know only a fragment of that!) – but I do in this moment know that I resonate with this poem’s nostalgic swing.

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