This is my blog, so I can put whatever I want on here.

I'm taking a creative writing class, here is a draft of a poem I really like. It's about my grandmother.

Shirley Ann

Chain-smoking in the kitchen,

You opened a can of blueberries and let me stir the,

Purple beads into the beige batter,

Blueberry muffins were my favorite,

I think

Or, maybe I just liked being with you.