By Susan Rae Sampson
Some people recoiled
when I told what I knew
my father would want:
His ashes scattered
on a mound of dirt
planted with corn and beans
and fertilized
with the heads of a few fish.
Copyright Sampson 2019
Some people recoiled
when I told what I knew
my father would want:
His ashes scattered
on a mound of dirt
planted with corn and beans
and fertilized
with the heads of a few fish.
Copyright Sampson 2019