Something Old, Something New
A marriage haiku
By Lia MercadoPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
Cerulean eyes
Sky for sea and she for me
When she says I do
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I stepped carefully around the corner, the familiar sights and sounds hitting me like a brick to the face. My eyes watered. I could practically see us, all of us, back then, clustered around the outdoor tables in front of the pizza shop, the bar, the coffee shop. I could smell the various stalls from the events we’d been to on this street. I could taste the churros and nachos.
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