Prompt: Memory thief (created by Annie) ….A thief is on his way to your house. He has come for one reason: to steal your memories. Quickly, write down what you want to salvage before he get’s to your home. You have five minutes.
Mad dash for the door. I store impossible scents. every human has a distinct smell. A trace of your sweater touching skin cell your arms embrace, yet imprison. just listen to the hymn of mourning. Egyptian musk incense about 25 cents a stick. what’s the cost of losing something sacred? it doesn’t matter where your body travels the smell of you alive and laughing visits my brain as i inhale smoke, all alarms go off at once. somethings burning.
Ravenous, I’m bringing the taste of plums on my tongue, which reminds me of summer sun and stomach aches. the ashy magenta ripped open fruit innards in between my teeth. fingertips stained black berry juices bleeding pretty cuts across my palms the Himalayan invasive species bushes prickly , growing growing at the back gate of my psyche.