On what disappears and what once was
Landmarks disappear, squirrels roam the streets, and getting older detangles importance. Post + (intense) writing prompt.
Once upon a time, I lived a few blocks from the Wonderbread factory near downtown Columbus, Ohio. I woke to the buttery smell of fresh bread wafting through my window. My bedroom was my safe space.
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