Frag Memory - Poem by Maureen Asino
That song packs a punch
Brings me back to when we were shy high school sweethearts
Just babies with baby dreams
Before we hit that blasted hurdle
Time: Fall. The leaves are falling like snow. School chugs along.
Place: Outside the cafeteria on the sidewalk of the parking lot
toward the trees,
transparencies of people walking around
leaving bits, pieces and youthful sound in their wake
sky unvisited by my beloved clouds, my visions of heaven
The chill air breathes rejuvenation into my happy depths
Memory: I want to marry you. Victor's smiling.
Bleach-blond A.A. you know how to croon it
'I swear I'm gonna marry you someday'
I want to marry you, too, I found my mouth, my soul saying
because I believed you weren't shitting me
I believed you, Vic.
I believe you now.
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