mountains in the distance
this is one cool alley this time of day
I’m imagining the memories made in this place
over time, over beers, over the repair of car engines
but there’s nothing left here now to show for any of that
just empty lots and weed trees sprouting from foundations
those times are long gone, whoever they belonged to
one by one the buildings are being renovated
or at least that work has now begun
soon enough there will be
new memories made
by new people
even as old
memories fade