Aside

Poem: I’ll Tell You a Sea-Tale I’ve Long Since Forgotten

There was a lighthouse in the field

near the neighborhood I grew up in

that kind of looked like a rocket.

 

And at night, we would sneak out and

climb up the thing using make-shift handholds

someone else had put in, screaming as we went

that we were astronauts or something

until we all ended up in trouble.

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