I turned my grandmother into a bundle of lavender
I keep her at the foot of my bed I toss and turn and we do not share space well and most mornings I wake up early enough to put her back together before leaving for the day I am most certain that if I grow something with her name in mind then she can never die I am confident in my abilities to carry dead weight it is as simple as staring out the driver side window and here lie the violets after which she was named and here lie the roses she once brought me and here lie our fingers covered in sticky rice and every so often there is a ringing in the silence and this is where I have buried her where only I can see this is where she has become a part of me I know the burnt taste of coffee in a cold hospital I know the pace at which a heart will stop when left unattended.
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Lino AnunciacionLino Anunciacion is a Texas-transplant spoken word artist based in Bryan, Texas. He serves as President of the non profit poetry organization, Mic Check Poetry, and Director of Texas Grand Slam Poetry Festival, the largest individual poetry festival in Texas. He is the author of And Then You Begin To Sing, as well as four other books. He works as the Senior Media Manager for Write Bloody Publishing and manages Lupa's Coffee in the daytime. Contact him at linolatrell@gmail.com and follow him on twitter/insta @linothepoet |