The oddest memories.
The day the swing hit me in the head, full force.
The day I ran into the concrete wall,
At the end of a dark corridor,
At full speed.
The day I wet my pants,
In grade two,
And the teacher made me sit over the puddle
For two hours.
Standing on the side of the road,
For 10 hours,
End of November,
Minus 25.
5 days in jail for a speeding ticket,
My choice.
My mother unable to speak,
The nurse held the phone,
Moments before she died.
Memories delicate and fine,
The past and present intertwine.