If the House Were On Fire


I’d dig up your baby teeth buried under the redbud tree
and find all those nail holes on your walls with my fingers
and replace the cracked swing seat painted like sky
and wipe off hand smudges low on the door frames
and track down the alphabet blocks sold at a yard sale
and try to make your bunk bed one more time
and buy a bigger box for the stuffed animals
and look for that necklace you lost
and wonder what you whispered about in your room
I would watch you draw.

NaPoWriMo #3

Inspired by the blog The Burning House which helps me stay in perspective when I need it.

I’m writing a poem a day in April as part of NaPoWriMo’s celebration of National Poetry Month. We may be able to live without poetry, but who would want to?


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