
Mind Sprocket gives voice to simple and honest perspectives. We publish thoughts and experiences on our world. We tell stories.
if the tangerine doesn’t
fill the house with thick
sweetness.
Lets say you, even though you know I
mean I, found this ring in your mother’s
closet in a shoe box of what mattered.
its like not even one year is over.
When I couldn’t find your photo
graph it was losing your skin
again. It was there, the
one with your teeth still white, you
laughing near the Charles.
Some afternoons, in a certain
mood, there’s a word, a name
I have to remember. Some
times its for no reason.