I only walk in the dirt, but my steps are guided: and no matter how dark my path gets, I light it.
Jerzee Monet feat. DMX
Childhood memories, the wonder and vulnerability of being young. 21 poems live in this room.
Every poem gathered beneath this lyric.
No. 11
You're such a beautiful child
One day you'll watch From the back seat of the car Your Dad grab your Mom's hair
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No. 54
But you still needed
I'm sorry I never spoke to you on the steps. I saw you pass by every day. Sometimes you floated right past me
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No. 105
If one kid reads this
I wish I could have warned you. I know it all seemed like just a game—
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No. 111
On the steps outside of music class
On the steps outside of music class You taught me how to jump through time. The wrought-iron handrails,
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No. 113
Lightning Bug
I wish I could cup your tiny hands Around the shape of the lightning bug And hold that lonely glow—
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No. 5
In your arms
One day, when you're six years old you may watch your Dad leave, and have just the
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No. 61
Sleeping on the couch in the old house
Sleeping on the couch in the old house Where the faucet pours hope and doubt in equal parts.
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No. 66
Imagine you could watch
Imagine you could watch everything you don't need spin and twist, float and fly down to the
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No. 91
Where dreams emerged...
Please don't take away the early mornings on the subway, Biggie bumping in the Walkman.
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No. 93
Tracing the beautiful illusion of control
The mazes you drew in red and orange marker, stretched and floated
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No. 23
Your warm breath
There's something you will do, Before the clock sweeps past nine, That will make time stand on its head,
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No. 35
That only you can feel
The absence of a guiding hand, The touch you missed— Forced you to feel every nuance
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No. 42
The inner spark
Don't let the thing you needed most, Yet never received, Become the flashlight without
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No. 44
The times you were held
The times you were held in those rare, accidental pauses, in the early mornings before you
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No. 47
The jacket you wore all last
The jacket you wore all last year Suddenly feels too puffy,
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No. 51
Until you find the color
Can you arrange the blocks And place yourself within? Can you draw the intricate maze
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No. 57
Remember when you
Remember when you wrapped the string around your tiny
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No. 88
How'd you know the echo of colors
How'd you know the echo of colors Of those Suzuki strings Would sing across decades,
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No. 95
A chamber of the overcome
You'll be taken back one day To the room you worked your entire life to escape,
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No. 115
Access Revoked
A girl skipped a stone across a crystal lake, the ripples shatter the surface of your skin. You look down at the puddle in the starless darkness—
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No. 116
The Dragon's Neck
You never needed to have a voice Those stories just came out As you twisted your head back
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