FebPoWriMo 20

An understatement 
To say I did not realize

How nostalgic I am
For the before times

And the after times
Until seeing these names

And faces and stories
Across the screen

Details of life described
In media res which

It is simple to forget
Is where we are

Not just this open
Ended parenthesis

Facing the wrong way
To close a paragraph

We count lost moments
As accomplishments too

Barely out of frame
We will be here again

No matter where
We find ourselves

Telling stories with
New tools broken in

And ears swollen in
Anticipation of the telling