Tag Archives: childhood

Sunny Side

  I step off the downtown bus In humid, too-hot-for-spring heat. I remember when I first moved To this side of town and Put a bridge between my geography. Here, lines of skateboarders And littered trails by the river, Buildings … Continue reading

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Oranges are not the only fruit, (thank God).

Damn you, oranges. Damn you. I have found myself flighty with fruit before And here I am anguishing in promises of citrus; Pathetic flakes of peel are falling to the floor Is it even litter if it’s biodegradable? I don’t … Continue reading

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Paraside Wasp’ed

I was 12, and July was Nirvana. My yard was a construction zone of Whatever I happened to dream up that morning. There was a hornet’s nest outside. And while average-sized monsters Were found as expected, There was this one… … Continue reading

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