The Summer after Seventh Grade on Glengary Road

I remember twins
before the mall came tumbling down
(where no library would nest
in its debris). They swam

in a pool
attached to a house
my father bought
before they tore down

the family. It was broken
by the time those boys jumped
off the diving board
into lukewarm June

water. And the poodle
had already eaten the kits
nesting in a rabbit
burrow by the wooden fence.