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i catch myself driving slow on my neighborhood streets.
i speed down fox hill, coming from work, or from a friends house, or anything else
then hop on LeMaster and turn down Stockton St.
i head straight down for six blocks, exactly six blocks from Phillips Elementary School, cross over Fairfield, pass the ditch, and there's my house. i've walked that straight line for years with my friends, going to school, playing at Phillip's playground, or just hanging out when we couldn't drive.
but now that i'm leaving in...a few months
i find that my car slows down.
at the house on the corner with the famously decorated yard...
did you know they had a red front door?
well they do.
and the house on the corner of my Aunt's street and Stockton...
it's essentially pink brick with green shutters.
pink and green.
i never really paid attention.
all along Stockton there's trees changing colors and dropping their leaves.
there are a lot of trees
i tried to count them, but there were just too many
i never counted before...we have a lot of trees.
i don't want to leave until a know every crevice of my little, tiny, cookie baking speck of a neighborhood on Stockton Street. what colors are the houses? they have a fountain in their yard? how many dogs bark at mine on the Houston/Stockton intersection? i bet there's a lot.
i dont want to leave it.
my little brick house on Stockton.
the one next to the ditch.
there's minows and fiddler crabs in there.
i speed down fox hill, coming from work, or from a friends house, or anything else
then hop on LeMaster and turn down Stockton St.
i head straight down for six blocks, exactly six blocks from Phillips Elementary School, cross over Fairfield, pass the ditch, and there's my house. i've walked that straight line for years with my friends, going to school, playing at Phillip's playground, or just hanging out when we couldn't drive.
but now that i'm leaving in...a few months
i find that my car slows down.
at the house on the corner with the famously decorated yard...
did you know they had a red front door?
well they do.
and the house on the corner of my Aunt's street and Stockton...
it's essentially pink brick with green shutters.
pink and green.
i never really paid attention.
all along Stockton there's trees changing colors and dropping their leaves.
there are a lot of trees
i tried to count them, but there were just too many
i never counted before...we have a lot of trees.
i don't want to leave until a know every crevice of my little, tiny, cookie baking speck of a neighborhood on Stockton Street. what colors are the houses? they have a fountain in their yard? how many dogs bark at mine on the Houston/Stockton intersection? i bet there's a lot.
i dont want to leave it.
my little brick house on Stockton.
the one next to the ditch.
there's minows and fiddler crabs in there.