Vivid Memory

My most vivid childhood memory is a red blouse with buttons all down the back and on the sleeves. I remember my little sausage of a finger poking them wondering if buttons and polka dots were different things. I remember a spoon in my mouth with God knows what on it and as soon as I’d socked it dry I attempted to fashion a weapon out of it combined with a stray hair tie. This was the days of MP3 players and teddies when kids didn’t roam the sidewalk with headphones surgically attached and chargers like veins. It must have been the early nineties with whoever was supposed to be taken care of me at the time.

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Brianna R Duffin

I write poetry, prose, and personal pieces. All images are mine unless indicated otherwise. Feel free to leave feedback on my work anytime; I hope you enjoy.