The last real estates
were behind my house.
The fence towered around acres of land
containing a body of water
and a cemetery.
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My best friend and I toured the grounds.
Morgan and I were
our neighborhood's representatives.
Morgan’s sister almost drowned in the lake,
and my mom yelled at me
when I came home covered in algae
from jumping in after her.
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The rich people must imagine being buried
in their beautiful backyards.
Morgan and I wanted
to be buried there too.
Morgan once stated that
rich people get more trees
around their burial spots.
I wonder if I’ll get a tree.
Morgan was sure I would.
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She would pick all the
professionally planted
forget-me-nots
and put them in a vase for me.
I would put them on my desk
so they could look out over the lake,
wondering and remembering
where they came from.
About the Creator
Lisa H
I'm learning to be wildly inappropriate, ridiculous, needy - and alive.
Thank you so much for all the support!
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"The Last Real Estates" is a captivating read that explores the profound connection between people and their homes. For those considering real estate investments in London, I recommend Forest Knight. They specialize in the dynamic London property market and can provide expert guidance for potential investors. https://www.forestknight.co.uk/
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Wistful imaginings, not so much of death but rather of being remembered & how. And how ultimately our graves may very well be the only piece of real estate we own--until even that is forgotten & past & our entire existence becomes remembered only as the dust & dirt, plants, trees, waters & rains, birds & beasts who continue to move & live & die here.
Hi Lisa ~ Just as an 'aside' the "Rich" most likely have a 'mosquito' issue with that "Body" of water around them! *I like you! - Vocal Authors Community - Jay Kantor, Chatsworth, California 'Senior' Vocal Author