Grandma

“Go see her” my dad said,
“Está malita” he said,
So I went.
Still to this day, I can’t erase her image

The person who was always the party in the room,
There she was lying unconscious
In my mind, her image is still in zoom
Dad said, “Don’t say anything to her, be cautious”

I couldn’t go see her again
She left on December 30
And I never saw her again…

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