REM Sleep Photograph by BMM I was looking for things, of HERS. A closet that was shaped like my middle school. Family sitting, and moving around in the cafeteria. But, the only one I recognized or remembered was my grandma. She was eating, I yelled out, You fugly bitch! She spit her food onto the … Continue reading Talking to you…8/3/23
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Her Prairie – April 3, 2019
I hold this little memory In the palm of my hand A box that lurches open With the snap of a band Always dusty And filled with her scent Flowers and the breeze. She grew a small garden In the back corner of our yard Lilies of the valley were her favorite With spicy pops … Continue reading Her Prairie – April 3, 2019
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