Here’s a song I made tonight playing around with GarageBand. It was a poem I wrote last year when I was teaching kids how to write poetry (our theme was “water”) and how to use it to make a dance, but I never used it (I madeand used a less weird one) because I knew they would have probably thought it was dumb. I didn’t think it was dumb. It did just kinda sat in my notebook, though, for the last year unfinished as a sort of snapshot of what I thought it might have been like for my mom (in particular) and dad to find out they were having me, their first child together. I hope you enjoy it and are not wierded out. It sounds best with headphones.
Summer Rain
When my mother’s water
broke before I was born
they knew I’d be a healthy child.
It drained like summer rain
through a clogged house gutter;
warm as a sitting summer pool.
I was to be the first
son for parents hoping,
the firstborn of infant lovers.
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