i remember you skinny and blonde
when i could hit as hard as you
but never did.
i remember when you thrashed Jefferey
with that pyracantha branch all the way into his house because he stole Albert, your cat
And the clubhouse in Bradshaws redwood tree with the secret escape slide
and baseball and slip-n-slide on the lawn
and cherries and walking to school singing "Glory Hallelujah!" all of us in a row
Billy n Eric and Me n Mark n everybody
the whole world! and you. . .
but that was years ago
and its strange to see my skinny blonde memory crunched inside you blue tuxedo with that girl in white beside you.
i dont remember her from Cromwell Court But, i guess you love her