Rad

She wears a Def Leppard tee with a hole the size of a quarter along the collar seam. Black has faded to a dusky gray.

Dark blonde hair is slicked into a ponytail, held by an acid-washed denim headband. Bangs are an arched, moussed sentinel over her forehead. Ripped jeans, matching the headband, are tight rolled into her Reebok high tops.

She carries a purple Trapper Keeper covered in our initials done in whiteout and black sharpie.

She's as far away from me today as we were from Nagasaki then.

Some images burn into concrete while others etch into memory.