stacked
and waiting
in a mental cue—
one, melting into another,
morphing,
molting—
parchment paper
scraps of memories
Her Thoughts
Tag Archives: memory
forgetting
I forget everything, and yet at the same time, I forget nothing
Confusion
he thought he was at home–
where was home?
Alley Cat
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