In color photographs, my childhood house looks fresh as an uncut sheet cake— pale yellow buttercream, ribbons of white trim squeezed from the grooved tip of a pastry tube. Whose dream was this confection? This suburb of identical, pillow-mint homes? The sky, too, is pastel. Children roller skate down the new
David Trinidad is the author of numerous poetry collections, the most recent of which is Peyton Place: A Haiku Soap Opera (Turtle Point Press, 2013). He teaches at Columbia College and lives in Chicago.