Tagged: childhood

perhaps time does not

perhaps time does not
only steal away our child-
hood
– maybe it is

more sinister, offering
us everything twice-stolen
.
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maybe sixty-point-

maybe sixty-point-
eight percent of humans have
fond memories of

a tree from their childhood or
adulthood – always looking up
.
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back before we knew

back before we knew
how to trade, it was a box
of runts for ten
minutes on the inflatable
float. it is questionable
if we’ve learned
anything, grew out
of our childish ways
.
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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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