"...Life is just a stroll on a white sidewalk-
Every scene and sound a private mirror in time.
I have purchased it all with cupcakes and memorized prayers.
Time now to drink this soul elixir from this ancient cup.
I dared the ghosts here to come out and show themselves.
I dared them to show me their regretful shadows..."
The mind excursions that form this nostalgic quilt came into literary existence during the daunting times of Covid-19.
Please consider this work as just an "escape-poem" for the poet, and for the reader, from a world closed down...
-Stark Hunter