Wednesday, February 18

An Ambiguous Soul

  Not long ago I found a roll of film hidden in the bottom of a backpack.
I developed it, rinsed in nostalgia and curiosity.
What I have discovered is that we have small and fleeting moments,
glimmers of light,
shadows and suns,
lithe and airy souls.
They fade quietly,
lingering in the bottom of backpacks,
adrift in memory.

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