Where We Lay
I remember placing my hand
on my grandpa’s back as he slept
on the living-room floor.
His breathing lifted my hand
after my dad, his son…
You can get the rest of the poem and the playlist at The Drunken Odyssey.
Where We Lay
I remember placing my hand
on my grandpa’s back as he slept
on the living-room floor.
His breathing lifted my hand
after my dad, his son…
You can get the rest of the poem and the playlist at The Drunken Odyssey.
