Childhood
CHILDHOOD
the one where I
climb a hill
am bit by a dog
i never see or hear
but hereafter every bark
every skittery sound
bites my skin
the one where my feet
happily pump the wind
i sail
over rooftops and trees
playground in and out
of focus
the one where i remove glasses
everytime my crush
walks past my classroom door
never noticing
but i see everything
the one where the bus bumbles
on rural roads
picking up the scented afternoon
of a petrified skunk
the one where no one is
home
and i
remember childhood
9/1/2018
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