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a bakolite phone from the 40’s

the cherry telephone stand and cedar chest grandaddy made

a few quilts

her meerschaum letter opener

a grandiose turkey plate

christmas ornaments

a cake pan

the lace curtain revealing a doe she hung on the kitchen door window

her wallet
with drivers license

a lipstick

her bad hip

delicate ankles

engagement ring

these are all the things i have of hers

eight years gone now

the older i get
the more i listen
to her ghost

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