i keep a little spare hope in my back pocket for a rainy day,

and on rainy days i pray for some hope to spare,

once,

this was all enough for me,

once, i didn’t think so hard,

it was all just grocery store trips and sand in our shoes,

at a restaurant recently, i smelled my elementary school cafeteria,

and it was as if time had stopped,

or maybe pulled backwards,

my chest felt like a puddle, or maybe silly putty,

sometimes i have dreams of younger me,

i am always apologizing to her in some way.