On days like this
Carter napped.
Riley parked matchbox cars
on a cardboard parking lot.
Suzanne made me
a soy latte
with her fancy machine.
The memory of these days
sparkle
like impossible jewels.
Saturday October 25th.
I didn't get that quite right yesterday.
It's more like this.
On a day like this
Carter napped.
Riley parked matchbox cars
on a cardboard parking lot.
Suzanne made me
a soy latte
with her fancy machine.
I hold the memory
in my hand
like a brilliant jewel
so real
I can touch it.
What is impossible
is something else
entirely.
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