"...1959"

Once upon a time: I had a dream.

I woke in my bunk bed in December 1959. I was nine again. My late older brother John asleep below me our dog Brownie padding about. Snow. A heavy snow falling. A rare event in 2020. I heard my dad getting ready to drive to work…my folks. All my lost family were alive again. I was home. That, and I had to go to school. A segregated school that barely acknowledged science and feared the devil. I was nine in 1959 with the intimate experiences of a 70-year-old from 2020. What to do who to tell?

*Art by Lucy Campbell https://www.lupiart.com/work