Unless you’ve heard of Peterborough?
at least it’s
Where brother brews stoney beer,
Grandma lives alone and lonely
Famous for her (shhhh-bipolar) smooches.

at least it’s
where I went to high school
Drank warm, milky whiskey from the jug
Shared with friends on the street laughing.

at least it’s
where mom works at the shoe store on the corner
dad parks his boat
where some have seen constellations.

at least it’s
where bothers and I learned to swim
watched fireworks on parents laps
went shopping with gran.

at least it’s
it’s where my youth lives
in an evening clover field
beside a skinny kid with an empty baseball glove

I want to tell that kid they’ll live
in those mountains they draws with the sunset,
and love and have love…
while a 10cent freeze is eaten.


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