For some reason, I have been thinking about my grandfather a lot lately. Here’s a poem that I wrote while in undergrad for a class that pretty much sums up our relationship. Enjoy!
Remember that time when you took me as a little girl
To Mr. and Mrs. Smalls’ house and they had cooked all that food?
They asked me if I wanted seconds and I asked if I could have
Some more of that black chicken.
You all laughed.
I found out that the black chicken