I push in the tape and I lie on the bed alone, eroded by a glacier of memories. I have chosen a love story, though I never would have when we were together. The movie begins, a technicolor dream, figures arise before me, you and I. A passionate kiss lingers between lovers. So soon torn apart…
Tag: loss
Seven
Hit with a scent memory, cascading whiffs of cigarette smoke mingling with Dove soap. Suddenly taken back, back to early childhood. To Maw Maw’s house. Age seven. And it’s a real memory. Seen through my eyes as I saw it then. It’s not a memory reconstructed, where you see yourself as well as what you…
Christmas Memories
A video set to a little-known Christmas song for Matt, whom I lost earlier this year. I love you and miss you more than I can ever express. I will always call you brother. Merry Christmas. You taught me how a heart can expand And how a heart can bend And in the end—how a…
when frost comes early to a widow’s garden
worrying about her roses the old woman glanced through window panes. she wrung her hands, wrought with frantic agitation. such beautiful blooms took time and tender care. she stood feebly upon her frail legs, twisted like dogwood. hobbling, wheezing, she trudged across her floor like swamp moss….
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