She chased her memory in black and white
Down that path again
The passageway of reminiscence and recollections
Completely dark and without hope or alleviation
Angry and resentful
Yet strangely benevolent; without malicious intent
Bleached and transparent
Like a photograph from the 1950’s
Exposed she lay her heart before scrutiny and magnification
Deciding between a glossy or a matte representation of her image
Past leading to the present
In existence at this moment in time
She sought to stitch her incongruence to her daydreams
And find a new way to navigate
Through the rest of her life
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