In a flash

Rain splashed the light of the U-Haul sign 
like a bucket of paint across the windshield 
the night my sister was born.
My first memory eased into being.
The neon ghost and gone again.
In the darkness and rumble, I fumbled 
for my mental camera, barely in focus, click
–flash–
The moment whizzed past. 

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