The Same River Twice

They say it can’t happen, our feet entering again the exact same place in the current. Sure, the sky is always changing color, and we know it must be different every day. But the children still utter their cries of hunger and despair, so who can blame us for trying to return to a time when they were round and full and sleeping silent?

After 30+ years of teaching in colleges, universities, military bases, and prisons from Alaska to Louisiana, Dave Sims retired to the mountains of central Pennsylvania where he now dwells and creates. His most recent comix appear in Gigantic Sequins, The Nashville Review, Talking Writing, and Freeze Ray. He can be reached on Instagram under @tincansims.
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