what remains

the stories that remain

Switzer’s road, the cool stream frogs’ song
camping in our homemade bags
around the campfire with marshmallows,
hot dogs on a stick found by the site
because that’s how you do it, rugged
under the stars shooting overhead
how my brother rolled in his sleep
down the hill away, stopped by a boulder

hot chocolate after playing in the snow
sledding, creating snowmen and angels
the tall pines heavy, dripping with white
visiting winder’s show weekend roadtrip
because that how you do it, returning
home where the quakes rattled rooms
how my sister always spilled restaurant drinks
laughter and the stories we told, we tell still


About 1977