Memory/Paris Riggle

Towers stand watching the land --
It changes. They store
Grain like memories. 
A great white barn
A museum of paint peels
Hand-powered metal
Blankets of dust
Slowly give way to ravages
Of time
Crumble away and rise to
Paint fumes
Brittle plastic
Plaster dust
Quick, quick quick
To forget
But not the silos. 

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Paris Riggle is a biomedical biology major who reads and writes far too much poetry for her own good. This poem was composed in the notes on her phone and the margins of her chemistry notes. When not busy with classes, Paris enjoys playing cello, making art, and spending time outside with her chickens in DePere, WI.