sometimes i wonder whether
the snow melts faster than it used to
or if i just don’t go sledding as much as i used to.
have the politicians on the news
always been this ruthless
or is this my first time listening to them?
when my mom turns on the radio
i ask myself if the stations have always played the same mix of eighties songs
or if i only noticed because i never used to mind.
is this how it is for the millennials
the online killjoys who complain that nothing’s as good as it was?
only time will tell.
every time i see something new i ask myself
was it the world that changed
or was it me all along?
Caroline Schwartzbeck (she/they) is a young writer from Virginia. She often finds herself writing about family bonds, platonic love, and the feeling that her youth is slipping away from her. They also enjoy cats and daydreaming about the future. Their work will soon appear in Adoxography Literary Magazine and Analogies & Allegories.
Painting by. Heinrich Plühr (Forest Scene with Nymphs)