I Remember

Friday, April 2, 2021

when the stars buzz / I think it’s because they know / I’ve walked on this ground before / and craned my neck back one too many times / recalling the hymns they spilled in my youth / the tune warms my legs / nights they guided us passed the outskirts of town / finding our hiding places / by the growl of our stomachs / placed one shelf above the sins of wolves / how they dimly lit the backroad / so we could find our footing / but have to hold each other to make it down to the river / tonight / I see an outline of my old Pontiac in the constellations / I wonder if they ever look up / and see it too


This poem was published in Issue 11 of CP Quarterly. 

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