Tiny, feisty, 5’1 grandma
of pasta and pizzelle and 
banana bread baking, 
perpetually, grandma
Italian flag humming 
in those creaky old bones, grandma
of praying hands to hold and 
help and heal, grandma
telling me to go to church, 
telling me to take a break 
and drink some tea, 
my grandma
who holds and holds 
and holds more
I am sorry I didn’t call you 
the day before you 
passed away
I had forgotten, 
was 27 and swimming 
and you,
at 97 left us and you, 
at 97 forgive me deeply and tell me, 
actually, that there is nothing to forgive 
because you are dancing, 
no bad knees
speaking Italian, 
eating pasta and 
loving us, 
loving us in all of it￼￼￼

Italian Grandma

the day the sky swallowed itself

Mountain Goats Woke Up New cover recorded during quarantine 2020

Mountain Goats Woke Up New

all the thousand odds and ends that pass unseen

la

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