In the blink of an eye things reverse as time moves back as if by force.
A cup crashing to the ground, breaking into many pieces, floats upwards and assembles itself as though it were being made for the first time.
A bell like that of a bicycle rings. It’s echo rings throughout the air like water ripples from a bouncing stone.
Biloxi square and Base st meet where I rode my bike imagining the future rewinding into the past. A chance to change mistakes made.
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