if you come
back, everything
will dissolve
at once, and
how should i
hang static
in the approaching
summertime?
sleepwalking, 3 a.m.
another
ageless
migration
my memory runs
still like
watercolor
rock paper
swords and
liquid airplanes
the trippest
discovery
that ‘someday’
tastes a little
like dime store
pop
just
adventuresome
you and
so much me
with one hand
under the world
and the other,
silent, waiting for
touchdown
dawning
like two
balloons
6 responses to “Memory Tree”
You never share a post that I don’t enjoy, but this one really got me.
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Wow, thank you very much. 🙂
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So happy to read your work again, L.
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Thank you for the kind words.
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This is great – so dream like, and one can feel each memory flooding back.
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Thank you very much! I’m happy you enjoyed it.
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