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.