grandmothers hands

the back of my hands are spotted
with brownish red splotches and dashes
they are as wrinkly as a Chinese dog
blue veins are popping up in ugliness
so this is why old women wear gloves!
the same reason they wear scarves around their turkey necks
I was never prepared to get this old
did not realize it was a possibility
until I began wearing my grandmother’s hands
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Bauer Avatar
October 8, 2024 at 1:22 PM
So well described, Caren!
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October 11, 2024 at 1:05 AM
thank you most kindly Ilene
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