17/30

17/30
my memory of you smells just like
an old clarinet case with that
crushed felt, the wood, the
shiny metal keys. They make
sounds like raindrops collecting on an
overturned wheelbarrow. Like tracing
the raindrops racing down the
windows of the train. And the
tunnels are the clarinet case
when it is closed or what your
ashes must feel like buried
just under that red
Hawaiian clay.

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  1. Kee18 April, 2009 12:36

    beautiful.
    grandpa.

    I love "my memory of you smells just like..".
    Using tactile/non-tactile.

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  2. Unknown04 May, 2009 13:35

    This one made me cry. I am going to type it up and put it next to his picture, Thank you for the beautiful prose.

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