Remembering
Soft grey ghosts seem to crawl up my sleeve ever so stealthily. They come to peer intently into my eyes, as if trying to uncover some hidden truth. But I, within myself, firmly deny their threats. I answer them with a barrage of lies, hoping to keep them at bay.
Mushroom-like memories perform a strange and solemn ritual on my lips. I find myself lying in a state of stolid hopelessness, feeling completely defeated. And as these memories continue their dance, they lay my soul in strips, leaving it bare and vulnerable.
This is truly a gorgeous, emotional collection. I savored every single word, allowing myself to be completely immersed in the profound emotions and vivid imagery that it evokes. It is a piece that touches the heart and lingers in the mind long after the last word has been read.