by Sarah Farrar
Back in my day,
the sun ran backwards,
west to east, searching the Orient
at night for the secret to life.
Time didn’t splatter, covering all
in should-haves and going-tos.
It flowed, ice through a valley
It was different then,
one could look in the mirror
and see nothing but pure darkness.
After two years of studying Engineering, Sarah Farrar saw the light and switched to English, with a minor in creative writing. In her spare time, she writes and reads and occasionally binge watches shows like SVU and Parks and Rec. She lives with her husband, Kraig Farrar, who happens to be an excellent writing companion, and her dog, Toby, who is a fantastic writing distraction. She was published in the Fall 2016 edition of Inscape.
