fourth of july at age 6

the title does a good enough job, i think

it smells like firecrackers and beer. theres kids and cousins with dirty candy necklaces around their necks and lollipop rings around their lips. holding onto sparklers and writing their names in smoke and fire. its close to midnight and everyone's awake. the grownups outside on the porch playing pitch, grandpa and his brothers telling stories in german Eine zwei drei. i count my barbie dolls and build dirt chairs for them to sit on. time for bed. mom made me take a bath. and throw away my candy necklace. even though i think it was still good. here i am, ready for sleep in my new kids on the block pjs. i have no idea who they are, but they're warm and kim gave them to me. pink knitted blanket, old, yellowed pillow and a roger rabbit pillowcase lumpy blue couch a glass of milk and its off to dreamland for me.

Reviews

[Emily B]

times remembered. . . well-written.