The smell of Food Center
renting movies from Bi-Rite
Quince’s forever
crawdads and Now & Later’s
the Candy Store for raver clothes
splashing into the lake, a jump from the pier
a beach arcade no longer there
when Steven Stayner died
when Stephan Gray died
when Selena died I sat in front of the television
watching Primer Impacto – que tragedia
my dad’s barbeque’s
staring at the blue sky as I laid in the back of his Ranger
as he drove to the lake and knowing in my bones
each turn he made without looking
right on Loughborough
left on R
right on Yosemite
left on N. Lake Road
– it’s the little things.
Ezekiel Soza 