A Summer Eve

by Jeanine Gail Wilson

Braiding silkened locks of salt -n- pepper hair,
bright lights dance while shimmering in the dark.

Rows of tightly disobedient curls fighting unity.
Slippery coconut scented hands slide easily over each cornrow.

Grandpa, why are the stars so bright if they are so far away?

Troubles, they are in heaven so that you can see
heaven at night after you pray.

A Summer Eve by Jeanine Gail Wilson

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