Secret Ingredients
Garden
tending his garden-
rich black soil etched deep into
his leathery hands
–
honeybees
a thistle hides
among the roses
Summer
an old swimming hole-
piles of clothes left abandoned
on the grassy shore
–
a frayed rope swing-
old memories
bittersweet
Pinned
a beast of burden-
the cold weight of my shadow
pins me to the past
–
shadow boxes-
beetle’s wings
on display
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