The Lost Memory

by cAmilla Wu

  "It's a perfect day to lose the memory," T yells at Soma Bay. The weather offers kitesurfers a perfect stage on the red sea. Following the wind, T rides the waves freewheelingly.

As the sun dyes Hurghada red,

the moon draws the curtain

to block out the glow of the sensations

and

prevent the old memory

from

creeping in.

"Let bygones be bygones." 

"Cheers to the lost memory."

"Salute!"

"Happy Birthday, Dad! Happy Birthday, Mom!"

"Happy Chinese Valentine's Day, Babe!"