#elephant memory

Elephant herds used to be so much larger.

Diamond Stingily - Elephant Memory 

(Ramiken Crucible, 18 Sep - 16 Oct 2016)

I’m taking books off of shelves, dusting them and placing them in piles by size before I place them in boxes.

I come across the 1990 Tailwind, my University Literature Magazine. I look at the table of contents and I see a poem that I don’t remember writing.

Two years, two days apart

I was expecting God to call first. But The Wall crumbled, so I suppose my sister may phone.

The stranger informs Hershey bars have been replaced with Camels Beloved Nike-Airs pawned for weekend highs.

Cannot escape memories Moments she mumbled I love you before sleep, while I bashfully echoed. Don’t know if I could believe her now.

But she does not say it.

Neither do I.

I read the poem to Parker. He raises his eyebrow. “You wrote that...” He does the math, “Wow. Nothing changes.”

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