Lost Tribe

By Jennifer Alessi

December 15, 2014

Lost Tribe

We called it "seek and go hide" because we thought it sounded cooler. In summer we’d play all day long. After quick cereal breakfasts, we’d gather on our rural street—aged six to ten or so, Lee jeans and tattered tees, mosquito bites like satellite maps on our elbows. Our playground stretched for acres, into dense wood along Canoe River. We’d race, duck and hush under a dome of dark green leaves, each with its own elegant skeletal system. So ours and so abundant, it never occurred to us to press one as a relic.

 

Photo "Running around in the woods" provided by Paul Stainthorp, via Flickr creative commons license.

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