The Story Only You Knew

by The Quiet Voice

Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.

There was a version of me only you remembered: the red coat, the cheap apartment, the night we walked home singing because the buses stopped. Now when I tell that story, no one corrects the corner, the weather, which song came first. A friend dies twice: once from the world, once from the private country only two people could name.
60 words · 12 lines · Free Verse
friendmemoryidentitymetaphorimageryparallelismfree-verse

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