Golden

perfect 
no words for it
once distant 
we now walk around it

a golden childhood
bites an adulthood
quiet now- 
don’t upset it

summer vacations
birthdays, cousins
love if you were lucky
and even if you weren’t

growing up what were 
they thinking
nothing’s impossible
someone’s watching

like it was golden  
pulled by the roots
cleaned, cut up
salted, and cooked

you’ve never forgotten
how sweet it tasted
your stomach aches
without explanation

















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