Home Again

A quiet dirge rose from my heart as I said goodbye to someone else’s mother. When I came home it was like returning from a beloved childhood memory. Already the past week has taken a nostalgic dreamlike quality, polaroid images with hazy transitions.  My warm bed invites me to sleep but I fear they will challenge my sweet memories when I wake up.

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