I Can't Grow Up

Just imagine being
pulled along in a Radio Flyer

grass stains from too many hand stands
failed ones if we’re counting but anyway

searching for constellations to name
if I had to choose I’d say
that Orion is my favorite, like me he hunts
the stars.

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Making cities from
some wooden blocks and Lincoln Logs

blanket forts
are not
made for rain
but I guess we learn the hard
way
and we set up a tarp in the backyard
to make it feel like we’re really camping.

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The night light
is supposed to keep monsters away

the things in my room cast
shadows

holding the flashlight under the covers as a warning
to the creatures under my bed
“I won’t be afraid of you.”
♠ ♠ ♠
A few short poems, from a set of poems I was working on that reminisce on childhood.