the clatter of skateboard wheels, the crunch of tussling in autumn leaves, laughter at intimate jokes, lines from movies and books, dreams spun spider web thin, abandoned, collecting dust, yet sparkling in the right slant of light these memories, we shared, now mine alone I horde, an angry troll under the bridge that others dare…
Tag: remembering
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…
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