Words by: Caleb Katsakis
Art by: Gizelle Sakr 

There was a moment.

When I had just lifted the weight of my world off my shoulders.

When I had just finished eating dinner at nine o’clock, There was a moment.

When I walked downstairs to cleanse my palate

Holding half of a mixed berry muffin in a plastic bowl. There was a moment.

When I took that bowl, and walked towards the lit hallway before the stairs There was a moment.

When the light shone upon me,

My traditional Japanese kimono nightwear unfurled And my stomach flopping in the breeze of my brisk striding, There was a moment.

When that bowl was in my hand. When my body flowed freely.

When my eyes turned to the ceiling before closing. There was a moment:

A moment where I saw nothing but darkness And filled the cavity of my lungs with oxygen until my chest rose above the emptiness, At this moment, I forgot the life I was living And remembered that I existed.