Notes From The Overground » capri http://blog.adambresson.org By Adam Bresson Tue, 15 Jun 2010 18:25:14 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0 “Her pink capri pants…” http://blog.adambresson.org/2008/08/24/her-pink-capri-pants/ http://blog.adambresson.org/2008/08/24/her-pink-capri-pants/#comments Mon, 25 Aug 2008 03:14:24 +0000 heyadam http://blog.adambresson.org/?p=40 Her pink capri pants
Like strawberry icing with trick candles
Sparkle lit by my automatic eyes while walking
Through the Westminster mall with her Mom
Her pink capri pants
Told me she had a charm bracelet from her best friend
In her top drawer, in the oak dresser that
Her father gave her for her 15th birthday
Her pink capri pants
Held tight while she ate sweet bread & drank coffee
Made on the grill which billowed smoke like industrial smog
And taught two stray dogs to sniff the air at the gate to her yard
Her pink capri pants
Had a zipper on the front that gave way at a touch
Hiding panties her mother gave her when she turned 13
Matching the bra her mother gave her when she turned 12
Her pink capri pants
Were just like the white lace top with Hello Kitty
Dancing in purple stars & singing floating notes
Pulled tight around her chest, jutting out over
Her pink capri pants
Were sick of Saturday morning cartoons
Dubbed in a language her grandmother taught her
To be proud of but think in it more than speak
Her pink capri pants
Swore at me in Spanish, told me I need a fly car
With ground effects to complement the Tupac
Blaring from my ten speaker stereo, windows wide open
Her pink capri pants
Secretly shared with me the first time she did it
In the backseat of her Uncle’s Cadillac, with a boy
She called “cousin” but not sure, never that sure
Her pink capri pants
Were the reason going down the only escalator in the mall
She looked back at me & without saying so
Thought I’d make a better Friday night
Her pink capri pants
Disappeared into Forever 21 even though she wasn’t
And I’m left to take any clothes off her body
And be the king of firsts, always first I love you
When she grows up, I know, her pink capri pants
Will be a scrap in her memory book, pressed on a page
Before her prom corsage & after her graduation day sash
© Adam Bresson

]]> http://blog.adambresson.org/2008/08/24/her-pink-capri-pants/feed/ 0 Adam Bresson Reading At Horse Of Another Color (12/20/2007) http://blog.adambresson.org/2008/08/24/reading-at-horse-of-another-color-12202007/ http://blog.adambresson.org/2008/08/24/reading-at-horse-of-another-color-12202007/#comments Mon, 25 Aug 2008 03:11:23 +0000 heyadam http://blog.adambresson.org/?p=35

On December 20, 2007, I read at Horse Of Another Color, Peggy DoBreer’s reading at Venice Grind in Venice, CA. I read two pieces: “Her pink capri pants…” and “Sickness & jazz strung out in North Beach, halo city not yet an angel…” Please visit www.adambresson.org for more poetry and writing. Hope you enjoy!

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