grandfather likes his short shorts
and his truck hat—he likes to chop
wood and go to gym and watch the
news and plays windows freecell
in heaven he will continue
the 1.75×10^6 games he plans
on finishing, by god, in the
next 3 lifetimes
he can cook a medium rare steak

to perfection

grandmother likes to bicker
she likes to feed the hummingbirds
and flit about the immaculately birthed
house in the woods, remodeled within
and inch of its very life
she hikes faster than I do—still she can
quilt a mean ocean of fluorescent fish
where she swims laps daily
she bosses me around the kitchen
and we slosh our wine glasses

all together

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