Emma Brown

Copic markers and pencil on paper. 9 in by 12 in. Illustrated by Katharen Hedges.

[Copic markers and pencil on paper. 9 in by 12 in. Illustrated by Katharen Hedges.]


The clock ticking was like a dogfight –

the rhythm of the repeated sound like the thrum of jets,

so much it might make you uneasy;

to think a pilot might know the bang of his guns better

than you know the tick of your timekeeper.

To think the cadence of a clock

so obvious, so calculated, might be even less so than

the split-second coordination a plane requires to fly.

Like guns in an otherwise empty airway, clicks filled an otherwise empty room

unaware that each one would shoot another second in time

out of the sky.

Ode to the Player

I thought I had seen everything.

The day yawning awake, over Hyrule Castle

Time after time, bearing the responsibility of being the hero;

Once I turned into a dog.

Magic and monsters,

but they have nothing on you.

You, who started seeing spacious drain pipes in a new light

Who by watching a screen awoke a long-dead exploratory spirit, a craving for making messes

You started fencing, you built your world out of mud and sticks

You lost your mother’s favorite sandals in the Lost Woods behind your best friend’s house.

I thought I had seen everything

Friends taken by storms and fire and parallel dimensions

I have cuts that will never go away,

but so do you

Defend your rights, your life

from others and yourself

You won’t respawn when you die

and sometimes you’re glad, when when your heart and spirit are

wilting you pick up that controller

and you defend yourself

From monsters without hit bars or even hit boxes

There are no fairies where you come from

If I could speak

I’d tell you I’m proud of you.


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