I reminisce
that rotting wooden bench
on Louther street
next to the library and
across from the Lutheran Church
we used to sit
you always insisted
"let's tarry awhile"
a time
unlike now,
like ephemeral past
sends new nostalgic
errands
sporadic thoughts and reflections of an anthropology phd student
I reminisce
that rotting wooden bench
on Louther street
next to the library and
across from the Lutheran Church
we used to sit
you always insisted
"let's tarry awhile"
a time
unlike now,
like ephemeral past
sends new nostalgic
errands
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