Grandma and Abuela
My Grandmother’s kitchen
was different than my Abuela’s
Grandma had snacks, watermelon
Abuelita had meals made from
horas en la cocina
and never leaving it
Abuela ordered pollo
from la esquina
Grandma had mints and gum in her purse
Both were enamored with me
which I never earned
I guess that’s what unconditional means
But it’s also a baron, a boy thing
Abuela’s voice on the phone
Está hablando Juanito
Grandma parking into the handicapped sign at Red Lobster
I forgot to hang up my handicap tag
I think they figured it out, Grandma
Copyright © John Cabascango | Year Posted 2023
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