These to remember:
Kissing hollow-cheeked girls in cool basements. Wading silver creeks under a dome of green
leaves. The sound of freight trains
emerging from the blue mountains. Lying on
sidewalks under the summer sun. Cats coming
and going. The sound of my wife
laughing.
These to dream:
Rainbow trout swimming amongst the whitest autumn
clouds. Green money. Kissing girls alongside the summer
sidewalks. The silver moon rising. Cats chasing cats.
These to do again:
Drive open roads while vesper sparrows bounce through
the air alongside me. Camp in the bluest
mountains with a fire at my feet and white stars twisting around my face. Take in the scent of lilacs as I bathe in the green
leaves of June. Stitch my tracks through
fresh snow. Imagine the sound of my wife
laughing.
--Mitchell
Hegman
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