so every photograph
turned sepia, instant nostalgia
for a present we possessed as past
but couldn’t walk backwards through
toward some meaning,
— from Melissa Morphew’s beautiful poem “You Left And,” published in the Winter issue of PRJ
so every photograph
turned sepia, instant nostalgia
for a present we possessed as past
but couldn’t walk backwards through
toward some meaning,
— from Melissa Morphew’s beautiful poem “You Left And,” published in the Winter issue of PRJ
HOMESCHOOLING MOTHER OF 5, ALL THINGS DOMESTIC, MY CRAZY LIFE
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