Tagged: memory

at the edge of sleep,

at the edge of sleep,
i am waiting for one of
your memories to

pull me down deeper, or is it
one of my memories, dead weight
.
20220630:0143
y

please pardon me for

please pardon me for
noticing – you are a weird
shape to hold tonight
.
20220604:0206
y

we collect memories

we collect memories
in irregularly-sized
vessels, in the hope

that they will not leak, find their
way out, look for something more
.
20220601:2010
y

first impressions run

first impressions run
deep – we keep remembering
one another just

as we were and not as we
have become, pressed by the world
.
20220504:1941
y

no data for this

no data for this
period is a salve, a
sign, a red flag, an

opening, an invitation,
an absence, a veiled presence
.
20220421:0128
y

with twin azalea

with twin azalea
blossoms tucked into her hair,
mom summons us home
.
20220401:1636
y

in the hushed pockets

in the hushed pockets
behind the front teeth, the taste of
salt when the tears still

come after twelve years, looking
up at the five-day-old moon
.
20220205:2315
y

almost twenty-four

almost twenty-four
moons since we last stepped into
this neighborhood gem –

names are foggy, but the flavors
will never quite escape us
.
20220121:1935
y

you never forget

you never forget
your first
cardamom moment –
a sweet
accompaniment
.
20211228:1910
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