Rewriting Memory

I don’t quite recall the trinket, the memento
The ornament we had agreed to exchange
I remember the call from the night before
I recall how overnight everything felt strange

I remember the disappointment, the distress
How everything built up so quickly had changed
How in those last few days finding out the truth
Like it had been serendipitously arranged

where one immediately
linkedin to foul odors
yes, most certainly
the rotten egg posted recently,
or bad egg idiom used
to describe a person
who reeks of dishonesty,
unreliability, untrustworthy,
or behaves in a reprehensible way,
which brother or sister phrase
closely linkedin to "I can smell a rat"
another colloquialism that means
you suspect that something went wrong,
an intuitive palpable
sixth sense dishonesty, or untrustworthy
characterizes a situation implying

Dream poem, March 2026

A thousand
dreams,
running
through time,

powerful,
i fly,
i cry,
and cry,
until I
Float upon
the lake,
of tears,

i conquered
fears,
by dreaming,
throughout
the years,

now
i dream,
of being
a queen
no longer
unseen,
unheard,
no more
a
discouraging
word,

i dream
of a love
for me,
it's easy
to dream
don't
you agree?

Here within lies
a recollection
of large talons
that tear smooth

creamy flesh

a cadence ricochets
off paint peeled walls
of the clatter as soles
strike dry dirt and stone

blood rushes

two sets of eyes
squint and scan
backs hunched low
only darkness shields

momentary peace

words mumbled
in restless sleep
betray the vessel
of secrets deep

burial crypt

posterity's portal
reveals a clue
gravestone cipher
the silent cue.

.

Rewriting Memory

It was the last performance of the season
In fact, it was the last one of a short career
So every note I played and every step I took
I made sure to enjoy along with my peers

I can still hear the music like an echo
I can still see their faces along with smiles
We were a tight group filled with honor and pride
We probably must’ve walked a thousand miles