semi-grassy
semi-snowy
super
glossy headstone
amazing
grace, sung by tweleve
cousins
grandmother’s
beauty shots
then
barbeque
from
a stone smoke stack
red
checkered tablecloths
"which lunch plate"
and
a photo album
purses,
black coats
on
the backs of seats
just
two SUVs
crunching
frozen grass
uphill
downhill
no
one there but us
duty
piece-by-piece
shaking
papers
with the lyrics printed out
the
sweetest duty
i’ve
seen yet
casual tears, prayers,
volunteers
no
body yet,
cremator
closed on christmas
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