salamander yellow pad
In the attic those Batman DC comics never read, Mickey Mantle rookie cards never clothes pinned to any two wheel red bike, that’s where that baseball ’61-’62 Yankees signed never brought up to the park amazed by how far a real baseball could be hit. Grandfathers uniform uneaten by moths, cavalry sabre unfroze by rust, mothers elephant collection, figures of ivory porcelain silver gold and oh yes still packed in perfect cedar long white lace veils satin silk and sleeves of pearls all the weddings ever worn mother and her mother and her mother before. What the hell just sell it all anyway, nothing cosy as cash and now there’s no one left who’d notice.
