Chemical Debris | celainn's Blog

My mousepad

is new

Was wrapped in plastic

Now has that chemical smell

of my old garage.

The one where we kept our bikes and our two

cars and the general debris of lives lived in

the last third of the 20th century.

I remember I used to crawl through that garage

before that house was sold

looking for god knows what.

My mom never threw anything out

She'd just toss it all in there

and I used to hope I'd find

something spectacular

like the place was one giant

flea market.

I never found anything.

I did'nt even know what was missing.

But something sure was

and still is

and still is

but that house is 20 years gone

and I don't know where else to look.