A stranger eases past
in a crowd,
her scent
every memory
of you.
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Mark Windham lives in the suburbs of Atlanta with his wife, children and dogs. He is self-employed in a much too logical and structured profession. First drafts of his mental wanderings can be found at Awakened Words.
Lovely one, Mark. Bravo
This is my favorite type of poetry: packing a punch / striking a chord in few words. WOW!!