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my best girlfriend remembers our Catholic school days and me running home to gaze at Dark Shadows that beach ball stuck in the rafters the one I blew up the chlorine makes me cry my lungs explode with laughter why do we hide from our former selves those selfish fiends the answers captured in letters, photography and things we gave away they retain a vision under the veil my fingerprints on the eucharist table holding onto the penguin’s hem my rosary dangling on a frozen bush awakening a path to my house because my friend was flying off she’s taken former thoughts i’m too embarrassed to recall pieces of me surrendered to the past and i think of these as i view my dad’s video the tribute to my mom who was she… she was more than i knew and she was everything

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Valsa George

Date: 8/13/2023 9:02:00 PM

You have approached the subject in a totally different way. Great thoughts. Congratulations Kim on your high placement !

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 8/14/2023 4:29:00 PM

Thank you, Valsa! I Appreciate you!

Di11y Da11y

Date: 8/13/2023 12:01:00 PM

Lovely interpretation, congratulations on your placement :)

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 8/14/2023 4:30:00 PM

Thank you, DD!

Joanna Daniel

Date: 8/1/2023 2:46:00 AM

You have made this poem your very own memory, and I like it, Kim:)

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 8/1/2023 4:36:00 AM

Thank you, Joanna!

Vijay Pandit

Date: 7/31/2023 7:22:00 AM

I like how you weaved the given theme into your memories, Kim. Nicely done!

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 7/31/2023 7:43:00 AM

Thank you so much!

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 7/30/2023 10:03:00 AM

Schooldays - they come and go we think then they are slow, but where did those days go. I was also at St. Dominics convent in Zimbabwe, seems like yesterday, but a long time ago. TRULY ENJOYABLE. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 7/30/2023 10:16:00 AM

Thank you, Jennifer and for sharing a bit of your history!

Gershon Wolf

Date: 7/29/2023 8:11:00 PM

Love these reflections (and refractions) on life growing up... It sure resonates with me. Thanks, Kim.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 7/30/2023 10:17:00 AM

Thank you kindly, dear friend!

The Situation

Date: 7/29/2023 1:48:00 PM

I was a preschooler but it was my show after the edge of night. But this piece is more like the catholic experience which should be the oppisite.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 7/29/2023 2:34:00 PM

Perhaps… Thanks!

Susan Ashley

Date: 7/29/2023 1:06:00 PM

Dear Kim, the spirit of your poem touches me deeply. I adore your imagery. My imagination, heart and senses so soulfully stirred and fulfilled. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 7/29/2023 2:33:00 PM

Thanks ever so much, Susan!

Kelly Deschler

Date: 7/29/2023 10:01:00 AM

A beautiful poem, Kim ... There is no need to hide who you are. And, I think its great that people are looking back and becoming who they used to be when they were young :)

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 7/29/2023 2:33:00 PM

Thanks, Kelly! A very thoughtful comment!