p o s t c a r d s

i was cleaning
this morning
and came across
these pieces
of coral
and suddenly
i was
on the beach
again...



in the
hot
blaring
sun
searching
the sand for
souvenirs.



i have been
thinking
a lot
lately
about memory.
how
we remember moments
in our lives
so distinctly.
we may not
remember
what we did
that day
years ago
at all
but we can
remember
a particular moment
that day.

a postcard
moment.

for example,
i was writing
a postcard
to my friend
and
as i was
placing
stickers
in the margins
of the card
i suddenly
remembered
the little
general-type store
on 15th street
in seattle
{where the walgreens is now}
where i bought
those japanese stickers.
i remember
it was
a lazy
sunday afternoon
{i miss those}
and
we were
wandering
around the
store
after brunch.
i remember
taking a polaroid
of my friend
in a blue
garden chair
in the store.
she wore blue.
it matched
the chair.
the blue
made her hair
the most
lovely shade
of reddish brown.



now why
would my brain
choose
to file
that moment away?

and then
decide
to recall
it at that second?

a moment
all but
forgotten
until then?

. . .

happy sunday
to you.

xo