brittle (a poem)

Working from the Cat Coule poetry writing exercise at http://youtu.be/adjE0ptY0FA. (Back then, I looked forward to eating hot dogs at the game…) My dad and I used to park behind the museum, then we’d walk across the bridge to the stadium, the crisp leaves crunching under our feet— crimson figures disintegrating on the frosty graphite ground. [...]