Prodigal

Growing Up Absurd in Annisquam

By: Charles Giuliano - Sep 02, 2015

Prodigal

Back where it started
Summers decades ago
Growing up rich
And absurd
In posh
Annisquam
Either you sail
Or play tennis
Girls with names like
Heather and Muffy
Caste system
Passed along for
Generations
Where summer fashions
Never change
Or the world out there
Doesn’t make its way
From 127
That U turn by the church
Into a cul de sac
Where time and tide
Stand still
No beach access
For strangers
Armageddon
Passes by
Unseen