Tagged: memories

year after year – here

i am grandmother-

i am grandmother-
less, a feeling that carries
privilege at the point

of distinction, a state of
being struggling to be spoiled
.
20210811:0510
y

you are

you are
gone, and we
are oceans
away, separated
by a global
pandemic, mandated
group quarantine, time,
electromagnetic
frequencies, and
chemical structure
the x, y, and z of
everyday coordinates
dissolve into more,
even more
dimensions as
memories discharge
.
20210810:2125
y

we will always have

t-minus one month

t-minus one month
before homecoming – suitcases
out and ready, chores

crossed off, two by two, days become
longer, stretched across memories
.
20210718:1712
y

in the golden haze

in the golden haze
of summer, memories grow
sticky, require a

good douse, only to get even
stickier shortly thereafter
.
20210715:2048
y

the places where i

the places where i
look for you are rarely the
places where you pop

up – in between ingredients
of tucked away memories
.
20210703:0552
y

some memories are

some memories are
still magnetic, pulling you
away from sleep – in

the middle of the night, new
reflections obscure the message
.
20210606:1038
y

between the end and

between the end and
the end of the end, there is
little more to say –

there are memories within
memories that pull us in and out
.
20210523:1350
y

memories sometimes

memories sometimes
turn into silhouettes, we
can still remember

the shape, but need one another
to help fill in the details
.
20210412:2107
y