It’s still gnat light over the porch steps. The creak near the front of the board you’d stand on and draw in night had
Now the drawbridge lifts, boyhood left diddling Legos on the other side. Now Hun-like hormones start their thundering ride. Studying puberty at school, he
Some day you find yourself in Korea in a room where you sleep on the floor with white down blankets stained by the strawberries
was like the other years, but different, like that dream where your house was never yours, you rattling inside it, then someone gives you