Grocery stores

With everyone I know, I've gone to grocery stores,
whenever I go to visit them,
big, small, expensive, cheap,
different stores for different lifestyles,
I wish I could take them and put them all together,
a conglomeration of foods, locales, and people,
真的丰富多彩，
memories dictated by food,
digested, absorbed, becoming
part of you

Natural light

The orange plastic light, the dark cupboards,
the naturally-lit kitchen
and the snow piling up outside the window
over my memories.
It's Winter, when I can feel
them being compressed under
another year, another Winter,
when I wonder
if I can make new, naturally-lit memories,
instead of buying pieces of the past off eBay
hoping to put them together
like the puzzles in the screen porch,
snow and squirrels and chickadees watching me
in all my silliness...

The Brule's illustrious hat collection, I put one on,
one says it's 1994, another 2002,
the difference between the life I have lived
and the one I thought I wanted
is the people who have loved me
and those I loved back,
natural light shines when the snow comes down
and I can see clearly, what I have forgotten,
but not what I will remember.