work in progress: fall 2026
good boy
goodbye, pap
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delicate proximities
within this expanse
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Remember this:
I grew up in a white house with black shutters
Two porch swings lined with floral cushions hung opposite one another
My parents told us stories from their childhoods
while we swungback and forth
Beyond the porch were endless woods, and beside the house was a fort my father built—a bright blue tarp stretched across the top
I remember how everything wasarranged
The swings looked into each other's eyes with a nurturing respect
That is something I wrote about them,years later
I was sitting between them
I admired these stories because they were so grand to me (I have kept that word and lost the sound of what was said)
Grand.
The rain pattered the groundThe leaves rustled
I remember a houseI gave you its color and something to sit onThe distance between the swings was yours to decideSo was the weather (until I told you it was raining)
What happened to the sunlight you put there?
You can leave it.I won't know.
I remember listeningI remember being between two thingsI could see beyond the porch,
but I could not see myself
Do you see me?
There, you are
I thought of it as my castle (the house was theirs)From the porch, the fort was visibleFrom the fort, I could see the houseThere were places I could stand without being seenPlaces I could see without being there
I thought I knew where I stood.
Stay there.
I remember that a briar bush would collect
its token of blood if stumbled across blindly
Bad bushes,I called them
They caressed me and I loved them in return
I remember the woods from the porchI remember the porch from the woodsThe trees moved while I stood still (they remember you moving while they stood still)
I cannot tell youwhich of us moved
You were being watched
I could still heartheir voices
I couldn't see their faces.
Time passed.
It passes differently now
I can go back and check what I wroteThe ink is where I left it (some of it is lighter now)I find something I didn't know I had keptI find a space where
something used to be
The swings face each other
There is nobody in this sentence.
You put them there
I was looking at youYou were looking back at me
I remember the stories being grandI remember listening to the woodsThere were things I heard twiceOnce from the porchOnce from somewhere farther away
I was sitting between them
Between what?
The woods told stories from their childhood.
Do you still see flowers?
I cannot bring back the pattern
by saying it again.
You gave them flowers
A houseA blue roof
No—the blue belonged to the fort
I knew that. I knew the story. I had been there.
Sometimes I find myself looking at someone who has not yet learned what I knowThey are still standing where I left themThe light is still touching
their face
I want to tell them something
There is nowhere in the photograph for the information to go
They never turn around.
I stay a little longer
The way someone standsThe space they leave beside themThe way their hand is held
Do you see me?
In one picture I remember standing beside themIn another I remember taking the pictureThe distance between those two positions
is difficult to measure
I remember where I stood, or I remember standing there, or I remember being between them, I can make a picture of us without including myself, I can watch you look at something I remember (I was there), there were places I could see without being there, I remember the swings facing each other but I cannot remember who was between them
I want them to turn aroundI want them to look
I want to be there,I was there
I remember the swings and the room between them, enough room for someone to sit, and I was sitting there or I was looking at someone sitting there
the woods were speaking or my parents were speaking
I watched over something that did not belong to me
Something that did not belong to me watched over me
I remember that.
Or I remember being watched
It follows me and envelops me in its gaze
I remember the house
I remember the rain
What happened to the sunlight?
I remember the woods
I remember being between them
Between what?
I remember how everything was arranged
I remember being there
Someone was listening
I was listening
Are you there?
You'll be safe here
What color is the house?
I understand this now.