island summer heat big backyards shared by three families with rambunctious kids sundresses, sandals, swim trunks a big mango tree and a merry-go-round with red chipped paint geckos and mud baths "boy's got cooties!"
mid-west plains' dry, summer heat Mr. Sun is our lamp well past 9:00pm Dow St., a giant hill covered in uniform houses, filled with the uniformed sacrificial spinning wheels, acre-wide hide and seek nintendo and donkey kong, fireflies in jars front yard mulberry trees pippy longstocking "lets' go into this 'cave' of vines" poison-ivy
southern peninsula, humid, summer heat above ground pools and trampolines a red brick house; the first home the first CD collection, Filipino food THE PARK, the sandbox lid drowning in the bayou sleeping in guest rooms, sleepovers a sign of status pelicans, ducks, fishing, sleeping in the boat; camping on the beach
Being a Navy brat, my childhood was spread out over the world. The first stanza was during our time in Guam, the second Nebraska and the third Florida.