i remember v. 1

i remember picking apples from the orchard
and baskets of peaches and pumpkins.

i remember my my feet falling off
sore from a long day's walk through museums my mother dragged me to
and the endless train rides home, half-awake, head bobbing to the twisting of the rail car on unsturdy tracks.

i remember seeing over my neighbors' fence lines from my treetop lookout and daydreaming of jungles and exotic forests i would one day visit.

i remember the my blue bucket of Legos, and days where i sat watching black/white air-warfare on the History Channel, making hi-tech airplanes that actually flew. i remember test-flights.

i remember busting my chin on my brother's friend's garage door when i forgot how to work the breaks on my tricycle. i remember laying on the dining room table, while my mom stitched me up.

i remember the smell of homemade pizza and the two beaten circle and rectangle pans my dad used to make them. i remember getting new circle pans and my step-mom making the pizza. i remember the sauce and dough being different.

i remember my light-up sneakers with Velcro straps.

i remember stretching soccer socks over my skinny legs like tights and endless Saturdays at the soccer fields. i remember rec-specs and how cool they were when i was 10.

i remember traveling to the Jewish part of town to fix or get a new pair of glasses. i remember squinting at a chalkboard in school with a headache and deciding that glasses only made my eyes worse. i remember my eyes getting better once i stopped wearing them.

i remember dradles and foil-covered coin chocolate.