Yaki,

You have no idea what you just did to me.

I have chills...my heart is bleeding with memories...I think any person that has left their homeland and immigrated to a foreign land can relate with your words.

It's crazy how a distinct scent can take you back to a time, huh? Pressing play on a load of memories...tempting you to ride the wave of nostalgia. I have had a similar experience as well. A scent has taken me back to memories of where I was born as well and it leaves you feeling so distance and detached from the people around you.

"the tomatoes
looked dirty,
red,
and angry.

like a group of people
who were forced
to learn,
to live
with one another
and see who goes first."
^Oh boy, great comparison! It does feel like that, doesn't it? You feel as if you're just thrown into it all with no tools and told to just survive when your heart is just longing to go home..

The ending was just perfect. I don't...I don't even have words to describe it anymore. I can't wait until Monday to nominate this because it is a winner in my book.

Thank you for sharing Yaki. I have added it to my favorites and will visit it frequently. <3

Perfect Piece.

Yaki,

Holy Crap woman, you have amazed me with some very deep and profound poetry here. This poem was so..... I don't even know how to explain it. absolutely amazing write and this is my absolute favorite of yours. Wishing I could nominate it right now.

I will have to come back and edit this comment with something deeper. I am going to read this again and soak it in where I can make a better comment.

Stunning. You have a magical way with words, my friend. All sorts of emotions have just stirred inside me, and you are to blame ;)