My memories are of street fights.
Gummy blobs on the sidewalk.
A wish frustrated.
Brother and sister tag teams in front of "our" house.
Agonal gutter rainbows.
Sidewalk made cheeks and knees rubble.
Landscape for pretending.
Why were we always fighting.
Filled up with breaking light.
Sometimes we played stoopball,
sometimes we rollerskated,
sometimes we punched each other in the face.