Thought Bubbles

Washing up, I’d a
sudden remembrance: water
filling up a tub
for playtime at Nursery–
some fifty-odd years ago.

skat@2019

Shadorma #41

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The hot pink
hoodie you once loved
smells not at
all like you
now, but when I’ve got it on,
it feels like a hug.

skat©2019

Poppy Storm

papaver petals
detached to drift in the wind—
paratroopers, red

floated, hap-hazard
above earth; touching down, they
bled into landscape

Kat Mortensen©2015