Sometimes the strangest things remind us of a past love. Spilling a bag of lentils, for example, and finding the little buggers all over my apartment for the next month reminded me of the one who would whip up lentils, like I did oatmeal cookies.

Poem: Pieces of You …a Haiku.

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