Memories Lost at 2 (a line poem)

Of chalk tracings on a sunken boulder

Of thick hackberry trees

Of scattered bolts and washers on a dirty garage floor

Of tiny fistfuls of an asperous beard

Of lonely toes peeking out from under a door

Of a storage tub covered with plastic wrap

Of a bright blue cat and a thickly mascaraed elephant

Of a puffy pink snowsuit

Of a home I've never know.