My Grandmother

Painted haunted canvases in her teens.
Married a farmer with an eighth-grade education.

They were madly happy together until death.

She told me once her mother
Quit the DAR
Because it was “a bunch of women
Trying to out-dress and out-jewel
Each other.”

She raised three sons. Cleaned at night.
Never slept, except for Sunday
naps with grandpa.

She shamed my dad
into raising his daughters.
She had no use for my mother.
She judged her weak.

She lived in California for a while,
Sold antiques, taught Latin,
And business. Her mother
Was a teacher, too.

Legacy.

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