Of Ghosts Past

play tag
in your grandmother’s gowns,
armed with memory-laden, blunt sticks ~
just one perfect poke
(at the perfect angle)
dims the brightness,
and contorts the colors
of a sunny day.

So close the curtains
and cut off the light;
witness the specters’ dance.

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