Nostalgia ~ Spoken-Word ~  dVerse

I only meant to open the windowLet spring creep in on bare feetSoft as old lullabies curling through dustBut something about the rain tonightSmelled like the tin roofOf my grandmother’s porchAnd just like thatSaudadeThat thick ache with no teethNo exact addressJust a shadow in the cornerOf your favorite memorySitting at a table with ghostsWho still […]

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