She's cleaning out a closet

several shoeboxes, some empty

others filled with snapshots


dozens of photographs,  

many I had never seen 


a group of friends at the beach,  

mismatched swimsuits with bottles of beer

all sunburnt, but smiling


a family photo from a ski trip

Christmas lights wrapped around store windows

the background filled with snow and icicles 


and my favorite,

she was standing outside in a rainstorm

head leaning back,  eyes closed- mouth open 


Did you catch any, I asked. 

A few  she said, half grinning not looking up 

probably a few.  

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