Tuesday, June 18, 2024

First Fiction in Film

 I remember you were wearing purple

as the tangerine sun lit room

Accented the crochet. I was six.


The day continued.

 I stopped looking.

The orange cat was always around.


I ran around the table

The pictures capture that.

Also, you waving into the camera.


And teaching others to say hello.

To pose. To walk slowly.

To pretend to walk before

Stepping on to their plane

Waving goodbye and flying home.




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