Tanka Tuesday | Fireworks

peppermint hollyhock
  Fireworks
I close my eyes
as memory’s noose tightens
around my soft neck
the acidic smell of smoke
makes me think of him, and cry

 

I wrote this around the 4th of July. It is about how memories sometimes sneak up on us, and the remembrance is sometimes unbearable. I hope you remember the good times this week.

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