The truth isn't always beauty, but the hunger for it is.
– Nadine Gordimer
Tuesday, November 20, 2018
Friday, November 16, 2018
I am a reliquary for my ancestors:
I carry their sacred bones
in my silken heart.
For their part, they embrace my soul
and carry it through the paths of eternity.
Today, as I eat my lunch,
I feel carried by Mom-mom.
I can taste Jello chocolate pudding
With a dollop of milk on top.
She blesses me when I meet
Enjoying the afternoon
with another blonde grandchild.