Tag Archives: memory

the window

i had a friend…intensely dear…who would wax poetic about the aftertaste of mocha, latte, and anything amaretto. she did not like coffee, she would proclaim, but the taste was a mnemonic link with her past. so she drank it, gulped … Continue reading

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Memorial Day 2021

the most shocking sense about the death of another is the finality of it. it is total absence, with no scents nor sounds. Once there was a presence, now there is no substance. and like a an old pressed flower, … Continue reading

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a microsecond of time…

….you enter. And, everything changes. The world outside changes. The world inside changes. Time passes without your knowledge. You watch clips of randomly passing lives- …the old lady who can’t quite keep her teeth in…the old man with sagging pants … Continue reading

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in the void of time

the world is cold, and unafraid, but that world won’t let you go the weight of my hands on this clod of dirt as i stand before your throne it’s not the Hill of Tara nor a piece of my … Continue reading

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