Flea Market Discovery

The dust is tickling my nose

As we rifle through the stacks

Of our youth, sorted by genre

And labeled with rummage sale stickers

Two dollars for my memory

Of dancing in the living room with Lizzy

To Baby Elephant Walk or

Fifteen for your late night excursions

Into the Strawberry Fields

Our memories are in these piles

Every pop, crack and needle slide

We gather them up,

Giggling at our discoveries

And drive away with our find

Dust-covered memories

For only $20.95.

 

Catherine Schmidt