A reminiscence of youth:
Highlighters of every colour, single-lined paper, messily stickered Casio FX50FH, lyrics-filled handbook, chalk, dates, hidden cell phones, pilot super grips, graveyard next door, icy-cold air in the noisy library, free lessons, red buttons on the collar, stupid conversations;
“These fragments I shores against my ruins”.
Every night and day,
In our dreams,
Always remembered,
Never forgotten.
MYL.
Edited on 31 July 2019.
In search of youth and remembrance of our lost friend Jodi.
Portrait of Em. 