The nonsense I’m still telling myself in April

My NaPoWriMo Diary: Prompt Twenty-Six

Flashback Friday

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I don’t have a photographic memory, but no matter, that’s what photos are for — and poems too. Capturing time, capturing memories, trying to trap thoughts, feelings, all things in place. In a way it’s a fool’s errand: the image may stay still, unchanging, but we don’t —…