Explore Memory

A cup is just a cup until it's the last cup that she touched, and a car is just a way from a to b until it's the way that she arrived at z .A picture in a frame is lovely to see, even if only ever viewed in the background, passively, but when the image locks in place the last smile on her face then your grief turns to regret for the memory trapped beneath the glass.An old pair of slippers, tucked neatly beside the door, stepping over every time you cross the threshold, until the day when you have to toss those old things away and they are as heavy as anchors and more treasured than diamond.A scent that fills your head, the comfort of a...