Fractal
there's a box in the closet
I fill with memories and gum wrappers
letters and ticket stubs
that crazy stick thing that guy mailed me one time
wedding albums
funeral cards
pictures from that camping trip with the fish smoking a cigarette
those friends from school
those other friends from that other school
baby blankets
and family.
it's purple, which means nothing.
I never go through it fully.
sometimes, if I have a notion
to drag out a _specific_ picture
or a _specific_ drawing
I will drag it out and open it
but only to find the thing
and when I am done
the thing goes back
the lid gets closed
and the box goes in the closet
new things go in sometimes
and the things that come out go right back in
old things stay in
they're resting
leave them be
So my dad sends me three DVDs
He had them made at Costco
slides he had converted
filling _three_ DVDs
from his childhood, my childhood
before I was born
family long gone
my parents younger than me
wait, isn't that the cabin
I remember that street
I remember these slides
As a girl I used to look at the slides
I would sneak them out
And use the hand held single slide viewef
crazy little thing. Backlit, magnifying lens, olive green
never forget that thing
then, after looking through a random few
of the hundreds of slides available
I would sneak the slides back
into Dad's box in his closet.
The one he never goes through fully
Until, one day, he did
Reliving and saving and remembering and creating
going through every slide
for months, he told me
a reassembling pieces
from the puzzle in the box from his closet
until he had chosen the special ones
only those slides
that would fill three DVDs
Because that's how you set those things free
I fill with memories and gum wrappers
letters and ticket stubs
that crazy stick thing that guy mailed me one time
wedding albums
funeral cards
pictures from that camping trip with the fish smoking a cigarette
those friends from school
those other friends from that other school
baby blankets
and family.
it's purple, which means nothing.
I never go through it fully.
sometimes, if I have a notion
to drag out a _specific_ picture
or a _specific_ drawing
I will drag it out and open it
but only to find the thing
and when I am done
the thing goes back
the lid gets closed
and the box goes in the closet
new things go in sometimes
and the things that come out go right back in
old things stay in
they're resting
leave them be
So my dad sends me three DVDs
He had them made at Costco
slides he had converted
filling _three_ DVDs
from his childhood, my childhood
before I was born
family long gone
my parents younger than me
wait, isn't that the cabin
I remember that street
I remember these slides
As a girl I used to look at the slides
I would sneak them out
And use the hand held single slide viewef
crazy little thing. Backlit, magnifying lens, olive green
never forget that thing
then, after looking through a random few
of the hundreds of slides available
I would sneak the slides back
into Dad's box in his closet.
The one he never goes through fully
Until, one day, he did
Reliving and saving and remembering and creating
going through every slide
for months, he told me
a reassembling pieces
from the puzzle in the box from his closet
until he had chosen the special ones
only those slides
that would fill three DVDs
Because that's how you set those things free