not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

alongside the train


it's only happened once in the last year
that they've left the train cars for me

alongside~
it's not even the cars themselves
although i love the cars
we walk alongside
my children climb them
jump wide
claim a new kind of ownership
i wonder what memories they will grow with
what they will think, remember

i breathe deeply, say, oh, do you smell that?
they don't
but i go places