Old family photos |
Haunted
Her hands, small
as a child’s (one
digit
oddly curved), wrinkled,
veined, freckled
with age,
extend at the end
of sleeves (mine)
Her face -- forehead
furrowed,
lips pursed, intelligent
eyes --
(collaboration of
love, pain, pride,
impatience, humor,
fear, mistrust
frustration) superimpose
over mien (mine);
She’s hiding in
my mirror,
biding in blood
and bits, in skin
and bone, heart,
throat, gut,
grey matter;
residing in nearly
everything that
matters
in me