I’m having fun in these two community ed classes for writing. I haven’t been writing in a long time. I’m back. Here’s yesterday’s fun.
Where I Startedthe leaky house
the pipes too old to hold water
the hospital bed the green gown the mask that put me
to sleep
the white home with one bathroom
for four
and a tree in front I climbed before it was cut down
for good
the park at the end of the block
with a burning hot metal slide in the sun
and a spinning round metal disc with handles so you could hold on
for vomiting from
the pink skateboard I face planted from and never
rode again
the elementary school library with a sunken half moon shaped area where the librarian
read to us
where the first person
read to me
where I fell in love
with stories and
fell in love with
the written
word
