a letter—the last
words covered by a bloom
of mildew
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Memory
5/21/18: If You’re Listening
I’m still on the slope
up to you—the climb steeper
than to tonight’s moon
5/18/18: Time as Particle Instead of Wave
green tea
in white porcelain suffused
with light
5/17/18: Drowsy
weak perfume
of flowers just passed
fading to sleep
5/11/18: Stealing from Myself
sight
the sun and ink fading
by noon
5/10/18: Thinking Back
a year’s days—
walls between dissolved
by rain
5/7/18: No Need Remembering
often
a robin restores an old
nest anew
