Nana's dresser
cracked white paint with
gilding rubbed thin
glass bottles of Opi stand
like multicolored soldiers
Inside
the smell of old lady lavender
utilitarian beige bra
and underneath, her stash
hundreds of little pink packets
Sweet n Low
submitted for dVerse Poets Pub, Meeting the Bar, Imagism
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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen
