Feb 182014

Rt. 32, Enfield, Connecticut  a nexus locale for me  where I played pick-up  and my mother died  memory of her trapped by machines seared in my memory

Where I stayed in Motel 6 when my marriage was coming apart  where I yearned for middle class life while playing in the park  where I shot my heart out on the court

Where I would travel to get back to Springfield, a city where I tried to make it but failed, if failure’s the word

Where a doe was trapped in a schoolyard and rabid sightseers scared her to the depths of her soul  yes, I believe that creatures like her have a soul…


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