Tagged: memories

we stand at the edge

we stand at the edge
of christmas eve, sorting through
baubles of memories

augmented through time, letting
our most genuine light pass through
.
20211224:2010
y

there is a ripple

there is a ripple
in every memory, it
reverberates out,

touches other memories,
sensing them to be lighthouses
.
20211030:2058
y

i am backing up

i am backing up
the backup of collective
bytes that will bring you

this memory at your bidding,
provided you’ve the right cables
.
20211024:1656
y

memories become

memories become
overgrown with and without
intention – the greens

become greener, weeds even
weedier – waiting to be tamed
.
20211018:2108
y

the people you think

the people you think
of when you travel are the
same people you think

of when standing still – sceneries
change, characters stay the same
.
20211009:1205
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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
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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
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