Sensory Memories

I am in Ohio-
I see huge beautiful evergreens
that smell like long summer days
and Christmas at the same time-
the snow and cold
bite my cheeks,
freeze my nostrils,
burn my toes and fingers
from throwing too many snowballs
and ice skating in the dark-
the voices in the hospital halls
make me a teenager
visiting my grandmother
right before she died-
the food tastes like
I am a ravenous
member of a swim team
or a track sprinter
after a meet-
I am home-