Running wild
Through a lucent flickering field of tall grass
Pulsing luminous war paint
Savagely smeared across our faces
Was I seven?
No story attached
A flash of memory-
The dark sky
Filled with flecks of light
Captured in a mason jar
They would all be dead by morning. ________________________________________
The Daily Post, July 10, 2015, Daily Prompt: Memory on the Menu~ Which good memories are better — the recent and vivid ones, or those that time has covered in a sweet haze?<a href=””>Memory on the Menu</a><a href=””>Memory on the Menu</a>

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