Bleep Literary Magazine

Walking around with wheels in hand,

wanting to roll away to an unnamed



Never looking back, never feeling regret.

Living my life and not any other.


Breathe in the air, take in the moonlight,

feel the wind and go with it.


Nothing will ever be the same. Nothing

will be perfect again, but if you

keep rolling with it, you’ll adjust eventually.


Just keep skating.

Keep rolling and riding the wave.

Keep living and you’ll be alright.


Photo: “Kris, 2” by Elizaida

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