air has felt thick and sweet recently
the liquid fudge that sat condensing on the stove,
the house with its smell.
arrived with small pieces of sugar,
up in coloured papers and plastics.
ate them in the heat and the rest melted in her car,
at the sides of wrappers.
sat on rocks and watched the water move at our feet.
each current a new memory pulled toward us.
from our past floated around
we held them in our hands for a while
let them drift away with the tide.