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Jade Blackmore – The Baby Boomers Go Home June 12, 2015

Posted by vscorpiozine in 1960s, baby boomers, Jade Blackmore, poems, poetry, suburbia.
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The Baby Boomers Go Home

The cadence of summer.
Transistor radios sprinkled with sand.
Blueberry sundaes from the Mr. Softee truck every night at seven-thirty,
walls smothered with black light posters,
Roman candles on the lawn
popping
sparks.
My best friend on the front porch
frugging to Monkees’ records.
The calendar’s too heavy,
too long til we spurn
this suburbuan womb.

Forty years later,
the mothball smell of Mary Beth’s house still lingers in my memory.
The walls are naked,
thin ice
on which to hang dreams.
Now it’s graffiti on bus benches,
Daddy’s driver’s license in a sealed safety deposit box,
a tear that never ends.

Copyright 1999, 2015 Jade Blackmore

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