In the Pages of a Long-Lost Story We Once Lived

Prose Poetry

Photo by Jessica Delp on Unsplash

Do you remember?

We ran through the woods like there were goblins fast at our heels. Laughter bounced off the trees, echoing back at us, yet we pretended we were the ones who could save the forest from destruction. Every single step was just one more point on the journey of our imaginations’ map.