Poem by Jenna Daugherty of Cerro Coso Community College
2nd Place for College Poetry - 2017 Met Awards
For just a moment,
It blurs.
The lyrical drops of a leaky spout
The strained voices of the tired congregation
Just for a moment,
It stirs.
The nostalgia for rain whiffs
The memories of smells after changing locations
For a moment,
It brings.
The clumsy sensation of overcoming a chain link fence
The déjà vu thought of identical wanderings
These moments experienced
Cause a
Hesitation
A pause
A Remembrance of that small town and
the girl who grew up there.
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