“I remember it all now.”
by Daniela Lilly
A left eye, twitching
Since the bread knife disappeared
From the first kitchen drawer
Knock, knock.
Choking, on luke-warm
water from the neighbour’s
Mouth-wringing hose
Who’s there?
An unmistakably laden smell
From the childhood pharmacy
At the corner of Calle Alonso Ojeda
It’s me.
A hazy image, I struggle to
remember, self-contained in my
Mother’s midafternoon resting frame
It’s me, who?
Creaking, the rusty gate
Nobody opens anymore
Swinging shut behind her name, Bam!
It’s me, I’m home

Daniela Lilly is a starting writer and college student who writes from a small town in Western
Maine. She recently moved from her hometown, Marbella, Spain, in hopes to traverse across the
lexical richness of the English language while on a self-discovery journey through words and
poetry.