I have a big apothecary jar filled with Petoskeys. Not long ago my partner asked why I collect them. My short answer - I'm ever in search of the perfect Petoskey. The real answer - every time I spy one and quickly pick it up, before the next wave steals it away, I'm recovering an ancient piece of my shattered soul and the memories of all the time spent with my children on the beaches of Leelanau county.
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I have a big apothecary jar filled with Petoskeys. Not long ago my partner asked why I collect them. My short answer - I'm ever in search of the perfect Petoskey. The real answer - every time I spy one and quickly pick it up, before the next wave steals it away, I'm recovering an ancient piece of my shattered soul and the memories of all the time spent with my children on the beaches of Leelanau county.
Love it. Surprising how a piece with punctuation has its own rhythm. I like this form. I can imagine it allows one to tap into memory in a far deeper way, as this is how memories come, flashes, moments, images. You’ve got me at it now!