when a small comfortable home
was just enough
Tag: Susan Licht
yard karma
July 3, 1971
driving my friend’s family’s Lincoln Continental
from Edgartown to Vineyard Haven
picked up few hitchhikers along the way
someone turned on the radio
to the news that Jim Morrison had died
erased
there were signs
during the summer of 1968
she couldn’t remember my name
hippies always welcome
paradise lost
my dad was a blue collar worker, an electrician
at one time he worked three jobs just to keep us afloat
going out to eat was a luxury and usually meant hitting up the little italian joint down the street
I liked playing the jukebox
one saturday he surprised us with a road trip to the shore
we swam in the ocean and stayed in a motel
I thought it was paradise
Licht Years 