Friday Fictioneers – On Every Street

(Author’s note: Getting there. Enjoy!)

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© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

On Every Street

by Miles H. Rost

I turned down what used to be a busy college street, one that was full of bars, chicken shops, all the places a student in Korea would go.

I looked at how transformed it was. Gone were the karaoke houses, the pizza shops. Now it was condos, small boutiques, and a grown-up veneer.

Each place I remembered seeing Soong-Mi, gone.

Each memory of her smiling face: fading.

She went her way, I went mine. To meet one last time.

I laid a rose at her memorial, a cross on a corner. It’s her face I look for…on every street.

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14 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – On Every Street

    • We all have our ghosts we wish to speak with again. But we remember and move on until we ourselves disappear in body (but not in mind and spirit). Thanks for stopping by, James!

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