Tagged: visiting

still, i would not trade

still, i would not trade
this life for another, dipping
in and out of yours
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: trade

in a new city,

in a new city,
triggers abound –
your wallet
held every photo
not taken
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: triggers

you plant butterfly

i am delicately

i am delicately
peeling into
this memory i have
of you – how we
rarely had
lychees
in our youth
unless
you were visiting –
maybe you’d carry
with you only
a small bag of
the sweet fruits,
and still, it was
up to us
to peel away
the tough outer
layer, past the inner
membrane,
to get to
the unforgettable
part, the stuff
of memories
.
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