The Mailpost

You have to drive slow, keep your eyes peeled, but if you know where to look, you can find it

still stuck in the ground over 30 years later, the metal is rusted, planted there between the weeds

the neighbors turned owners removed everything else

the driveway grew over, but that post with the family name scratched vertically down the side is proof

this is where my mother spent her weekends growing up

she says this used to hold the mailbox, the camp was back further, the foundation buried under overgrowth now

once squeezed into a small clearing in the trees