photos dad took of mom when they were
in their 20s. i wonder how it’d be like
to befriend the younger versions of them.

i wonder if my mom wonders the same thing
about her mom, when she looks through
old photos of my grandparents.

mom and dad had similar black & white
marriage portraits taken of them.
i wonder how mine would look like.

mom and dad went to the same middle school,
yet they both lost contact with the rest of
their classmates. destiny works in such interesting ways.