BEFORE THE STORM Is A Short Comic That Reflects On My Feelings Of Doom, Hope And Despair Towards Current

BEFORE THE STORM is a short comic that reflects on my feelings of doom, hope and despair towards current crisis in my country, Argentina, and in the world. Waiting for the crisis to implode is like waiting for The Storm.

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In the palace of my mind

There is a chandelier.

Crafted from the shards of every shattered promise I have ever made.

(I always return to the scene of the atrocity to collect the peices left behind)

It is the most manficant thing you have ever seen.

Made up of every delicate dream and desire that was once whole.

Brilliant even if only a compilation of fractions of former glory.

It breaks the light to into a billion beams that illuminate glimmers of could have beens everywhere.

My house is glowing with the dancing rays that twist their limbs to perform every one of my mistakes over and over and over.

Moving breathtakingly across the wall, the roof, the floor, my skin like blood spatter. Warm. Spinning.

It is a mesmerizing thing to watch the possibilities play out in a trillion dazzling missed chances.

And in this way luminescence turns my home haunted house.

And I let it.

Become ghost with it.

Both the haunter

And the the haunted.

Bathed in light.

Blinded by glares the past.

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It has now been 13 months 19 days  9 hours 4 minutes and 3 seconds

Since I last held you

And 7 seconds

9 seconds

11 seconds

If I had known 

I wonder if I would have held you longer

I wonder if I would have been able to let you go

We were going to be stars

Tearing through the night sky 

Diamonds of light skating across eyelines

Dancing with ribbons of moonshine

Until our feet and souls ached 

But it would not matter because

We were going to be stars

We were going to slip

Into the depths of the galaxy

You

And

I

Let them make wishes on the diluted thought of us 

Trillions of miles too far to be touched

Or caught 

Or stopped 

We were going to be stars

Wrap ourselves around each other until we were our own constellation 

Let them make of us what they will

Stars do not care what they are named

We were going to be stars

And now that vision is a million miles away and so are you 

I stay up most nights fiddling with slips of moonlight that filter in through my open curtains

Sometimes in the quiet of the dark, I dance with the thought of you barefoot across my bedroom floor while the rest of the house slumbers

Afterall, stars do not sleep

I wonder if you feel the song echo through the chambers of your heart

Palms pressed against porch doors 

And birthday gifts sent in the mail

And impromptu deliveries of still warm baked goods

Made with the overflowing cups of time we try and make use of before they trickle through our fingers and down the drain 

Your smile is as radiant as ever 

And I find it in me to make wishes on the starlight glints that flicker when your eyes are caught in a beam of the sun or screen

You are

A star

I remind myself I am just lucky to still be alive 

But I miss you 

I grow more fearful of myself than the world unravelling around me 

As I become more sure I will come undone completely before it does

It becomes a race

Who will spiral away first

But time too wants to play

Suddenly a day passes in the blink of an eye 

Yet every second is eternity

The disorientating nature of a world turning so fast we often forgetting it is turning at all 

I close my eyes and try deep breathes to fend off the motion sickness

I sleep the day away and wake at sunset to a sky dripping mango sorbet orange

The summer heat never kisses my skin 

I forget the last time I went outside

I begin to memorize the constellations of my bedroom ceiling 

I rediscover the depths of myself and relearn to fear drowning amongst my sea of doubt

The TV drones in the background at 3 am

Talking about the unity overcoming us all wrong

It is not from something befalling us but rather by the thing we already had.

The vulnerability writhing in our veins.

We are all terrified

Of unbecoming 

More friendly smiles offered in the street lighting up eyes

All of us a little more willing to accept them

As though to say

I know you are scared

I am scared too 

But I am with you 

you leave bullet holes in my

chest the size of an unsaid

I love you, but I want to be

more than the teardrops

around the ankles of your

smile; if I fall this time,

I won’t get back up, but

the world is far too big,

time keeps moving fast &

I miss you all the time -

you’re so beautiful.. who broke your heart?