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Grandmother.

she died in
the lazy chair
and i was alive
enough
to think
and decide to leave her there
with snow white hair and a
smile about her cheek
i reached down to the
side and closed both
of her open eyes,
picked up the remote
and turned off the
television that sang
and screamed
aloud across
the room

all
that
winter
i couldn't
take a look
outdoors without
remembering grandmother's
snow
white
hair


but soon enough, spring came and brought about the rain
w a s h i n g
i t
a l l
d o w n
to
the
same earth that buried her.