I Still Feel It

Thinking about it makes me feel as though someone has me hemmed up with a forearm in my throat

Choked up...

A lush grapevine tarps the western property line... a thousand shades of green

The vegetable garden is situated in the southeast corner, adorned with true hues of red, yellow, and orange

I see her...a vision

Tending to her tomatoes

A sun-bleached yellow bandana drapes her exposed and sensitive scalp

She looks up at me with pride in her eyes, and sweat on her brow How did she muster the energy to work in the yard after all she's been through?

Her energy was always a mystery

Life had taken her health and hair, but it never took her spirit

I still feel it