Tagged: memories
salt, peanut, oil, and
salt, peanut, oil, and
a pair of chopsticks to taste –
mom making memories
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: chopsticks
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i tuck memories
some lines tug at our
patterns are bound to
patterns are bound to
accompany us across the
city, digging in
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one day, our memories
one day, our memories
will no longer spark – you will
be left holding the
flint, and i will be steel, tired
of matching wits, igniting
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memories need no
memories need no
address, arriving always
ahead of schedule
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the air around us
the air around us
tremble before we touch, it
happens every time –
molecules pushing aside
other molecules for a kiss
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