I dreamt I saw RBG in the grocery store pushing a cart down the canned food aisle in a black Adidas tracksuit Her crocheted collar a white flower blooming in her chest I told her I was sorry we had asked her to hold on for so long She smiled and nodded then went back to work filling her cart applesauce sardines blackberry jam #RIPRBG
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Reblogged this on buildingapoem and commented:
I needed this poem by our friend at the Flannel Files.