Committed to the unseen, a memory played out in this dream like scene: A Star Wars sheet on my living room floor soothes like oceans’ pour. Every wrinkle is the ebb that my fourth grade fingers smoothed out to let comfort flow. The heat outside extinguished by the ceiling fan breeze from our Cudahy home. My surrogate sun, the TV was the only source of warmth as the Capri Sun and Cheetos filled my belly.
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