of time and rarely the one etched?
I know your intentions aren’t to hide
behind the glass. But your eyes always look
through one way and never the other.
Having the ability to open
a box and sift through paper. It’s a gift.
Or weaving a story in my head as
my fingers glide across the album. Yes.
Where is your existence? Tell me. Is it
veiled inside your weapon? Immortalize
yourself on paper, photographer.
If I would’ve taken it from you,
at least I could look back and see your face.
Emily Walling’s work can be found in journals such as The Gateway Review, Apeiron Review, The Caribbean Writer, Cactus Heart, and upcoming in The MacGuffin and Riding Light Review. Her creative work is about the physical, emotional, and psychological connections people have with nature. She graduated from Bowling Green State University with a bachelor’s degree in journalism and continues to work in higher education.