Theme: Childhood
with one chiff
of the church organ
this sudden
girlhood fear of fire
and brimstone
my first kiss
beneath a bower
of honeysuckle,
steeped in the folklore
of everlasting love
screeching siblings
with their arms akimbo
defending
bunkbed territory
like sandhill cranes
unseaworthy,
the ship that carries
our memories . . .
I prefer your version
of childhood to mine
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