Potpourri of memories,
Childhood games,
Rekindled teenage flames,
Leap into her head
Like foggy, blurred postcards
Reminiscing ...
Fingers scramble to fit,
Inside the rusted tin jar,
Fumbling with the scraps
Of torn paper, old tickets,
And hand written notes
Revisiting...
The orange sky
Fading into dingy
Black cloud of smoke
Concoction of scents
Old, familiar, strong
Overwhelming...