The cottonwood I lived in as a child was

A row of eucalyptus trees along Baseline Road
long before the 210 Freeway was there
on the way to Crestline, Apple Valley,
Las Vegas ¬— it was a windbreak
always shuddering as we drove by
in Pop’s pink 1959 Cadillac.

A magnolia in the front yard
of Grandma Alyce and Pop’s house
whose fat seed pods
we pretended were hand grenades,
whose glossy leaves I picked up off the dichondra
as Grandma Alyce forever pulled weeds
along the edge of Pop’s special front lawn.

A lone oak on the top of the hill
behind the open fields, behind the small fence
behind our cheap tract home on the cul-de-sac
in 1966 Southern California.

 

 

Khadija Anderson

About Khadija Anderson

Khadija Anderson returned in 2008 to her birthplace Los Angeles after 18 years exile in Seattle. Khadija's poetry has been published in print and online and her poem "Islam for Americans" was nominated for a 2009 Pushcart Prize. Khadija's first book of poetry History of Butoh was published through Writ Large Press in 2012. She can be found online at: http://www.khadijaanderson.com
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