photograph of my seventh birthday
and i find myself scouring the details
the three of us in the old house
green corduroy & pink wrapping paper
the aloe plant in the kitchen window
my only way back to you
glossy 4x6 and midnight visions
of our suburban castle
i go there all the time
searching photographs for what i have forgotten
as though reconstructing it will give me back
all that's gone
like maybe if i just turned the corner
of your bedroom one more time--
but i am trying to avoid the mythmaking
of inaccessible memories
i can conjure the spirits every night for the rest of my life
and it will still not put you at the other end of the hallway
nothing can make me seven again
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