running barefoot (through my birthdays) i
remember
certain things,
like
granny sitting (on the foot)
of
my bed in the dark, holding
one
little cupcake
in her gnarly little hands.my
bed seemed bigger (back then) now
full of nothing/substance
like fondant or
something sweeter.
that's all
there is, a
picture
of us.
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