A Wish, a Grammy Barnard Poem
carriejonesbooks So, this week I’ve decided to read one of my grandmother’s poems instead. Full disclosure: I have a lot of grandmothers and they are all dead and this one was…
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There’s Nothing Wrong With Breaking Down
The tourists will start to leave our town any day now. Our daughter will go back to Harvard for graduate school. Our other child will probably get kicked out of…
Pride and Family and Death
My family is complicated and large and mostly dead. Some of those deaths hit harder than others, which is probably wrong to say, but I’ve never been super worried about…
My Grandmother’s Ghost
Canadian Geese By F.M.B. Oct.2, ‘91 In the dim light of twilight you suddenly appear. In swift and silent formation, Determined in your flight to reach your destination, Oh! Tell…
I’ll Stay With You
One of my many grandmothers liked to tell stories. It’s the catholic one, Portuguese, Avó. And her stories never really had cohesion. They were basically family facts and remembrances wrapped…