It’s been a while since I’ve done #writephoto. Thanks, Sue, as always! Usually I do fiction, but a poem found me tonight. Maybe I’ll try a fiction when my mind ponders over it a bit more.
Shell of Love
I think of you, us the beach that day as if yesterday, but like sand spilling through fingers time stole away graying our hair graying our minds removing bits of us-- or was that me? Or you?-- Until we were not the same sometimes not even liking each other, sometimes not even loving each other etching different paths through sand while the mind glistens with fragile shell memories.