For You, Aura

You had asked me to return. It’s amazing how a person can find home in a foreign place. The truth remains that I never really gave much thought to this, having always firmly believed that it was in the nature of things to die, and sometimes some memories were best left how they were last remembered; never to be doctored. And yet I find that I am doctoring this memory. This memory, of which I had sequestered and long stored in a closet considering to bury deep in cemented sand.… Read More For You, Aura