Poem - “Fragments”

Kathi Wolfe

Sifting through pre-historic 

newspaper clippings, 

faded T-shirts, 

unfinished dreams, begun 

in Provincetown between 

drag queens and sand dunes, 

I chase the fragments 

of our life. 

Scooping up ticket stubs, 

garden seeds, books, CDs, 

memories, washed out 

in the ocean, streaming 

over the beach, 

our life becomes invisible ink – 

just beyond reach.