Tagged: childhood

we are always a

we are always a
dirt pile away from childhood
memories – slipping
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tucked into the corn

tucked into the corn
field are kernels of your child-
hood – i am all ears
.
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our childhood backyards

our childhood backyards
present a kaleidoscope of
possibilities –

we are as lucky as we
imagine ourselves to be
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we were at six flags

we were at six flags
that first summer. you tied me to
the flag pole and walked

away. i still feel like that
kid, inextricably bound
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a smile can cross the

a smile can cross the
distance – between childhood and
adulthood, now and

then, reticence and parti-
cipation, strangers and friends
.
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back when we used to

back when we used to
exchange letters, everything
was more – like meeting

in grand central this november,
recalling the length of your hair
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i am delicately

i am delicately
peeling into
this memory i have
of you – how we
rarely had
lychees
in our youth
unless
you were visiting –
maybe you’d carry
with you only
a small bag of
the sweet fruits,
and still, it was
up to us
to peel away
the tough outer
layer, past the inner
membrane,
to get to
the unforgettable
part, the stuff
of memories
.
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