House of Cards

Location

16066
United States
40° 42' 59.22" N, 80° 7' 13.8936" W

Sitting at the kitchen table,
soft white hair in curlers.
Going nowhere but desirous
of looking your best anyway.
Grandma, a woman of dignity
no matter what.
Always ready to answer with
an exuberant
Hell no! or Hell yeah!
Grandparents say whatever they please.

I sit with Grandma to my right,
my brother to the left,
mother across the table, my card partner.
Grandpa is with us no more.
The cards flash to the spot directly in front of us
each a football thrown across the field of the table.
My brother is a lightning-fast dealer.
The persistent pop of popcorn and hum of the microwave
a constant scene each Sunday afternoon
and now just a cherished memory.

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