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Postcards
Your postcards now hangin my living room,I took two of them off the wallin your kitchen,moved them downthe roadwhere I seethe ocean whileI write this poem.The middle onewas by your bedsidewhen you died.I look at themand see allthe memories,all the summersI came hometo see youwhere I now callmy own.I carry your lovein your handwritingwith meContinue reading “Postcards”
Carwash
Turkeys fly into the trees,wobbling on the branchesas they settle into the night.The nor’easter windskeep me up — sounds of childhoodgoing through the carwashrush through my mindas I hear water being slammedat the windows, except nothingis being cleaned.A never-ending carwashcontinues throughoutthe night, getting louderjust as I almostdrift into sleep.
Green Eyes
For Jimmy I fell in love with your green eyesthe second I saw you.I watched their vibrancy fade overthe years but my love for you never did.You were a constant light inmy life, a source of comfortwhen everything felt unsteady.Your patience with your reality,especially with the cat always stickinghis foot on your foreheadwas unmatched.I admiredContinue reading “Green Eyes”
just kids
this story changed the trajectory of my lifebecause of this story, I am a writer.because of this story, I found magic in poetry.one summer sent me on a path I have beennavigating ever since.being a writer means being motivatedby what scares mewhat empowers me to writestories like Patti and Robert’s, one of youngartists discovering theirContinue reading “just kids”
Memories Exist in Places
I walk up the stairs Moments of coming back Every summer flash Through my mind And I start to cry. The struggle to get Suitcases up and down, The many falls I took, Slipping halfway down Then sliding the rest of the way Everyone asking if I was okay. Little memories I will always HoldContinue reading “Memories Exist in Places”
Afternoon Walk
Autumn leaves in-between telephone poles guide me down the road as I go passed places I have always known this place has always felt like home
Late August
Laughter fills the night As I say goodbye to my twenties Stars barely visible behind the clouds Should have been raining by now And yet it was nice enough to have a fire Then stand out on the dock Reflecting on the day we had The weather stayed nice for longer Than the weatherman saidContinue reading “Late August”
For Grammie
My summers were filled with The light of your house, The sound of your voice, The smell of your cookies, The familiar rooms I always returned to. When my year was always different, You were always there to welcome us home, Our home away from home. I loved watching You tend to your flowers asContinue reading “For Grammie”
Four Boxes
What is kept contains memories I don’t want to ever forget. The innocence of my childhood, the fears of my teenager years, the searching of my twenties, wrapped up in these items I place in boxes. Some I will take with me, most I will leave here. The things I donate or throw away aren’tContinue reading “Four Boxes”
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