She was woman first, then caregiver.
"Only I make me feel guilty."
She looked forward to school beginning.
"He bequeathed to you…
"You locked him in the basement?!"
They unpacked the last box, finally.
Her hand trembled.
"Try me, fucker."
"I’ll lick every inch of you."
"Don’t stick around because of me."
That was my last Buffalo spring.
Her eyelashes turned corners before her.
Long Island, you’re bringing me down.
Fences keep more than people away.
"This here? Was never a democracy."