Monday, June 21, 2010

breath holding

do you remember when we were life-sized and skipping in the park?  
when our hair clung to our popsicle-stained cheeks? 
we had joy by the fistful.
we had air under the soles of our feet and laughter 
under our rib bones.  we still have
each other and a whole color wheel of life 
now my pockets are full of goldfish with tight 
bellies and big lips.
all my life in their gills.

xo ©,

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