I remember you when I was young
I used to sleep over
You let me jump on the bed
In the mornings you played loud music
You defended me
In the mornings we would race into the ocean,
tell each other it was wet
11×14 silver gelatin silhouetted female figure
slightly out of focus, unframed,
tacked over bamboo wallpaper in the bathroom
A flight of stairs in the white house
doors locked up there
The porch swing you fell out of once
Your different girlfriends,
blonde
The one that stuck around,
brunette
The sand between my bed sheets
scratching my sunburned skin
Glowing tips of incense
spelling things and hanging trails of
simple golden serpents in the evening air
It was only every other weekend and
the drive back was always longer