shanmonster: (On the stairs)
I never got to see your light feet
As you sped from ice floe to ice floe
Like a rock skipping across clear water.

I only saw you move heavily,
Hunched down and weeding the turnips,
Or hefting a huge pot of water drawn from the well two towns away
While your husband gorged on entire bolognas and big plastic tubs of ice cream.

You slipped me extra bits of salt beef and pork scrunchions.
You knew they were my favourite.
I forgive you for giving away all my things.
I was living by a whole other ocean.

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