Transformations
written by: Erin Hannah Fein
@iampsychictwin
Dedicated to Fern Young
Drying my face today
I see my Grandmother
in the lines
running across my neck,
in the tiny flecks of yellow
forming in my eyes.
I remember those little yellow flecks
in my Grandmother’s old eyes
and the ridges
across her neck and chest.
I’m beginning to see them
form on me.
I see her.
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