Her mailed candy
from half a world away
taste of our friendship
and of my childhood
but mostly bittersweet nostalgia
I remember those afternoons under the bent tree
crouching on the trodden grass because we didn't want to get bitten by bugs
chewing the exact candy I have in my mouth
my mouth watering and melting it
the sweet and stale candy took me somewhere else
where only my memories of her existed