Whatever Happened
Whatever happened
to my Saturday morning cartoons
to games of kickball at John St. Park
and two square in the neighbor’s driveway
to action figures in the sandbox
to orange sodas in real glass bottles
and rhubarb growing wild out back
to neighborhood kids just hanging out
to being chased by Jen’s flirting tag
and lip-syncing “I Think We’re Alone Now”
as the sun goes down
