Out Of Sight Torrent Here

The torrent is out of sight by design. It lives under the floorboards of your attention. It fills the room when you say I’m fine . It erodes the shoreline of your quiet afternoons.

Warm oatmeal and bone white (room) vs. deep indigo, bruised purple, and static-white (torrent). 2. Prose Poem Out Of Sight Torrent Out Of Sight Torrent

Out Of Sight Torrent

You don’t see it. That’s the second. It has no color because it’s made of what you look away from: the unread message from three years ago, the subtitles of a dream you forgot to finish, the debt that accrues in the negative space of a bank statement. The torrent is out of sight by design

You don’t hear it. That’s the first lie. It doesn’t roar like a river breaking a levy. It hums — the fridge, the router, the low-voltage whine of a phone charging at 2 a.m. It erodes the shoreline of your quiet afternoons

But feel it? Yes. That weight behind your sternum? That’s the torrent. The way you check the same app three times in four minutes? That’s the current. The way you woke up at 3:17 a.m. with your heart running? You almost caught it — a flash flood of everything you’ve been too busy to mourn.