Summer, Linden County Park
Half the population beach-bound
Children doggedly swim
the maybe four-feet deep out the barrier allowed
But we haunt just a mile away,
tracing the faded white pant from a cross country track meet
When we come into an open field,
I am reminded of summer camps spent as a Cub Scout
This is where they hid the Golden Nuggets
(rocks spray painted and scattered throughout the park,
like the San Francisco Gold Rush was in our backyard)
I bent down, hands in the soil
and wondered how deep ten years would bury
any unfound pieces
I think I almost expected to find one

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