In the frenetic dance of life, there are moments that spin us around, often leaving us gasping for breath and questioning our place in the grand stage. Take the image of hitting the pavement—what a poignant metaphor! It jolts us into awareness, urging us to reevaluate what we’ve come to know. The poem presents a raw exploration of awakening to a reality where we aren’t the center of attention. Instead, we’re greeted by a stark “cold slab”—a reminder that life’s rhythm is not always in our favor. As we delve into these lines, we’re compelled to ask ourselves: What happens when we’re no longer the stars in our own narratives? Join me in unraveling this intriguing piece that welcomes us to embrace the unfamiliarity of a world that never waits. LEARN MORE.
I hit the pavement at
such a velocity that
it jarred me awake again,
this is the world I have
known and get to know
again,
welcome to this new
world where you are not
the star, I say to myself,
welcome to the cold slab.
