Bola makes me sad

The flamenco song by Strunz & Farah. It makes me think of impermanence and pops and my ma. How they are gone and will leave. How they had dreams and loved certain things they thought special. That brought them pleasure. Like pops love of flamenco guitar. Incongruous but fitting. Imagine he liked it because it was exotic. It took him someplace else. Same when i see my ma memorized by some travel show. Her so patient in the airport. Feet hanging of chair just excited to be going someplace she’s only imagined. The anticipation fires the imagination.


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