Childhood Doors (Thursday Doors)

My thoughts turnedto my first doors, whereI came from–Ohio–once gone, I doubted if Ishould ever come back to visitthose houses—if theyexisted.The trailer?–a temporary measure,now mere nostalgia. The first houseI remember isin fact there–a bedroomadded, or one divided–red now, with a tree. The secondone, my real childhoodhome, alsopresent, butthe trees are gone.  It looks sad,naked, abandoned. […]

Childhood Doors (Thursday Doors)