on cold days, I pour into my nana’s hands
My knuckles are bone inflamed.
Skin, Ponds soft
Shimmery
Short, red nails
Perhaps an opal
No. Brown-yellow topaz.
. . . the After Words
My knuckles are bone inflamed.
Skin, Ponds soft
Shimmery
Short, red nails
Perhaps an opal
No. Brown-yellow topaz.