My Grandmother

I love
The ticking of a clock, a metronome
The feel of cookie dough between my fingers
The smell of chicken and rice and cornbread, frying
The sound of the piano and the pressure cooker closing
The taste of a second stolen slice of salted raw cabbage
The memory of puzzles, playing cards, your purse
The idea of that cup of warm liquid cherry Jell-o
The opportunity to twirl in the dress you made
The strength and sharp humor you gave
The way you helped heal me, still
The you that I find in me
My grandmother

— April Resnick

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Grandmother by Marion C. Honors

~ by April on August 2, 2013.

2 Responses to “My Grandmother”

  1. beautiful

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