i. I once knew a woman
who had
one blue eye,
one brown eye,
and I wondered if
she could see
heaven and hell.
ii. whenever I had dirt
under my nails
from playing in the yard,
she would tell me
"flowers will
blossom out of your skin
and consume you,
until you're entirely a garden,
if you don't wash your hands."
iii. on the day of her funeral,
dressed all in white,
I still wondered,
if she could see both
heaven and hell
with two closed eyes.