Untitled 3 (Maybe It’s Near) (excerpt)
i pretend i was there to pull your hair and push you down in a pile of leaves and chase you up the slide ladder. i wonder what it would be like to have my brain now, stuffed into my little 8 year old body. would i sit there on the floor in front of the tv, watching scooby-doo, secretly pining away for you? would i picture you up at 7am in he-man pajamas with your hair sticking up all over the place, making the day's first way-too-sugared pitcher of kool-aid? because now i think of you all the time.
The passage you've shared is a beautiful mix of nostalgia and longing, told through an intriguing narrative lens that juxtaposes childhood memories with current adult reflections. The writer's voice feels distinctly personal yet universal; it resonates because many can relate to the wistful desire to revisit moments from our pasts. The prose is rich in sensory details—the slide ladder, Scooby-Doo, He-Man pajamas—that transport us directly into that vivid world of childhood play and early mornings. Yet, there's a subtle melancholy undercurrent as the narrator grapples with what it would be like to feel these memories anew from within an adult perspective. The structure is somewhat fragmented, which mirrors the disjointed nature of recollection, but this fragmentation also sometimes dilutes the emotional impact. Overall, the piece succeeds in evoking a sense of yearning and regret while painting a nostalgic picture of youth that lingers long after reading.
—qwen2.5:32b, 2026-01-13