Bio Note: These poems are from my new poetry collection, Rooted and Winged, which will be released in September 2022. I grew up in Kalamazoo, Michigan, where my mother's family had lived for generations. The older I get, the more I realize how special it was to grow up around my grandparents.
Your Foot Bone Connected to Your Heart Bone
Afternoons that unspool, weaving extra hours between lunch crumbs and dinner prep, the air in the screened front porch crisp as a newly plucked apple, the old rocker the woman with the girl cradled in her lap as if the universe begins from there, the dry fat fingers around the girl's feet and of course the foot bone connected to the heel bone, tickle tickle giggle giggle and their voices harmonize dem bones dem bones, dem dry bones, hear the word. Being the daughter of a daughter, the girl formed first in the grandmother, one of many explanations for their bond. She taught her to feed the possums and crows and accept the gifts they left in gratitude. Stones, feathers, skulls. On afternoons like today the pungent decay damp leaves too long now on the ground a reluctance to move forward except to rock steadily staring at her own damn feet.
©2022 Luanne Castle
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