From whence? Nowhere and nothing, no land claim, no keepsakes,hand-me-downs or heirlooms, the past has drowned, only memories…
Where I’m from, I do not knownever stayed in one placefor roots to grow.Memories, the mind’s mapped planrecall places, peoplea wasp’s sharp…
A Microfiction
There is a Buddhist place of worship next door in a house of simple suburban design. You…