Recording memory.

We went looking for shooting stars.
We found stray cats and empty streets to lie in.
We walked down sidewalks and through memories
Beneath a clear night sky dashed by clouds,
a spray of stars and a nearly full moon.

The air only carried our whispers,
as we lay there in the white noise.

April 11th, 2006

Notes: I wrote this in Spring of 2006–so vividly I remember this moment in time. I want to remember what this past year has felt like, lately I’ve been writing it all down.


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