yes, mid-October, my tough, young cookies bathing in a chilly lake, warming in the late afternoon sun, playing catch with flip flops, eating apple slices, brushing off the sand, gathering rocks etched with accidental Chinese writing, going back into the water over & over again, hungry late evening, waiting for the mac & cheese, waiting for the fish, bewildered that it came without a head, batter fried pieces, back to the vacation rental, Dr. Who before bed
stories without a point, pointed sticks, jokes without punchlines, sputtering angry outbursts, ephemeral whatnots, wispy thoughts, sad regrets, dreams of spring, nostalgia for childhood lost, nosy neighbors, noisy neighbors, what the neighbors left behind when they moved, whiskers on kittens, stuff that was stolen, art that was found, misty water colored memories of the way things were, raindrops on eyelashes, foreign body lodged in lower eyelid, cluttered bookshelves, cabinet of curiosities
Monday, October 10, 2011
picture perfect day in Lake Michigan
yes, mid-October, my tough, young cookies bathing in a chilly lake, warming in the late afternoon sun, playing catch with flip flops, eating apple slices, brushing off the sand, gathering rocks etched with accidental Chinese writing, going back into the water over & over again, hungry late evening, waiting for the mac & cheese, waiting for the fish, bewildered that it came without a head, batter fried pieces, back to the vacation rental, Dr. Who before bed
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