The Power Of The Scents We Smell On The Run
In Alexi Pappas' latest poem, she captures how your sense of smell goes wild on the run.
Tree Perfume
I can’t remember where
if I was alone
if there was a we
how fast or how long
how long ago
or anything
actually
I remember
the smell
was a concentration of trees
steeped on me
like tea
I remember wishing
it never falls off me.
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