30dpc 10/30

I remember ice floes on a border river, passing cold days
I remember sharp branch shadows swaying in a streetlight, passing cold nights
I remember blue mats and group naps
I remember nothing standing still
I remember infinite hot water from unexplainable pores in rock and mud
I remember minature miracles of hydrological engineering
I don’t remember the irony of god-like play, until now
I remember nothing standing still
I remember a small, dark house with wood paneled walls
I remember the desparate search for watch batteries for a precious Donkey Kong game
I remember being handed the Big Chill sountrack as my whole musical world
I remember nothing standing still
I remember panting zigzag pedaling each morning leaving the canyon on my own
I remember Mrs. Hurst’s penchant for boys vs. girls competitions
I remember ninjas and army guys and newscasters and why can’t I be a ninja too?
I remember nothing standing still
I remember get along home, Cindy Cindy
I remember country roads, take me home, to sleep
I don’t remember what a 3rd grade crush was, except that it made me sing
I remember nothing standing still
I remember the worlds of Lego: medievel, pirates, modern, space
I remember all the angles a tennis ball can riccochet off of front porch steps
I remember learning the word latch-key was for me
I remember nothing standing still
I remember a cowboy teacher and Johnny Cash at certain school hours
I remember line dancing and awkward partner choices
I don’t remember what a 5th grade crush was, except that it made me dance
I remember nothing standing still
I remember bags of pomegranites for the class, the sticky mess I caused
I remember inner city radio, pressing record on that tape deck
I remember deciding to stay in the same place for the first time
Still, I remember nothing standing still

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