I remember when you were small
and inconsequential, spanning
the length and width of my back yard
with your sappy pines and heavy fruit
trees; your ditches ripe with mud pies.
But the hurricanes came and took with them
your simplicity, leaving nothing behind
but emptiness. So I left you, left a complicated
trail of lovers and friends, seeking to fill
the jagged cracks you left in the center
of my heart.
*Day 12 of the 2010 April PAD Challenge. Today’s theme: A City.