my grandma dies of alzheimers
i wonder about her choice
and i'm starting to see the value
just before she died she had changed everything about her life
the way she liked her coffee, the way she liked to dress
she said 'fuck the world', i'm doing it my way now
we blame it on a failed brain
but what is failed about making choices
about how we choose to live our lives
every time i kissed her goodbye i told her,
i love you grandma
and she looked me in the eye
and said
i love you too
matriarchal lineage runs deep