plums *
at this time I feel all the smells. all very strong. more than usual.
a smell I remember another and another.
peaches books scented wind.
the bag of my grandmother's jam sheets of paper.
the heat on the skin rides the trains.
the lawn tablecloth grandfather.
cookies with figs seats of the old car the motorway services. Mother
the sofa fabric softener.
the silence skin hands.
I hear them all him.
I fall in love all over.
parapararararaparaparararara *
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