Assemblages, ancestor worship, gendered violence, care, balms, salt crystals and cats are on my mind.
She was a Hendricks
(She knitted and stitched and took such good care of us, she read a lot and read that which was forbidden by our state. Lil was political, she was the voting clerk in Enniscorthy. She watched over the electoral process of our democracy, And she read a lot and read that which was forbidden by our state.)
(She came back After all she could move time afterwards not at Pergusa Aughrim or Enniscorthy but later in another fold she could reach and magnetise)
(My grandmother counts horses now from her window, And her grandaughter feels closest to them over all the beings and things, attuned to each other on frequencies of autism. And I feel closest to cats, My cat remembers her kin and visits the grave. She draws spirals in the soil with her paws Cat archaeologist. Then she rolls in the soil. Dusty soil bliss particles.)