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Present

Present

careful not

to drop the top

she toddles

through the door

a baby no more

and tells me

to come quick

for there’s treasure

in her pockets

and there on the carpet

a small Stonehenge

appears

and she tells me

she would have gotten more

had she had bigger pockets

and she picks each one up

and holds it to the light

to show the shape

the cut and color

and then she shows

how to stack ‘em

“like that”

and in the space

of that

my past is her present

and I’m amazed

how it rushes back

just

“like that”

TL

Published inTamiko Lowery