Sunday, February 20, 2011

the first day of kindergarten was wonderful.
one of the top ten in my life.
i love to learn
and i can remember so much...
nap times, m&m's from the wake up fairy,
going for milk with the red wagon from our class.
it was safe, freeing, and is also
where I began my love affair with music.
the next closest memory is seeing
my friend for the last time.
we had both been involved, our families
friendship split forever when they moved.
she was older, but not by much.
we swung in her backyard.

Friday, February 18, 2011

when i was very young, my name was changed.
but not before some horrible things happened.
in a small rural town,
a pastor was molesting young girls.
there are little snippets,
like a slideshow, that I remember.
Church, police, questions, swinging, laughter,
friendship, red curtains, strangers,
doctors, hard truths

Thursday, February 17, 2011

august 1976
not when i was born
but when the lies began.
i am older than my birth certificate is

Sadness in D minor

so there was a day, so very long ago I never speak of .
at least not anymore.
not in half my lifetime.
i have flashes of pictures
which i can piece together
and tell the tale with;
but only if you
would like to go along with me.
cold hard truth meets
warm flesh and blood person.

who really knows me anyway?