tanka, other poetry, & insignificant writings of janet lynn davis
The mummy image is so apt in this context!
Moving can be kind of traumatic, at least for me. After 44 years it would especially feel like a death of sorts--so the mummy image is perfect to me!
This is so visual - and evocative, really. After forty-four years in one place: the layers and layers of dust and memories ... swaddled in plastic. Lots to muse upon in this piece, Janet.