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A grandmother bakes

A batch of warm cookies

Peppered with butterscotch chips,

A chocolate kiss pressed in the center,

For her grandchildren

Spring is blooming 

around me, 

the trees flushing pink, 

the wildflower-shaped freckles 

scattered throughout the grass 

growing darker, brighter 

with the sun; 

The piano 

Twirling through the air, 

The lyrics I hummed to 

With my grandma, my aunt, 

My mom, 

Sitting at the kitchen table,

The Beauty and the Beast soundtrack

Humming through an earbud,

My mom streaking the stars

Across my fingernails,

Her hands are cupped around

A rose,

Perfectly red petals

Curling to the center,

Where she has stored her heart;