Guadalupe C McCall [*] Mi abu...

Guadalupe C McCall [*]
Mi abuela not at any time called me
on my given name.
Always, I was
Chelo, Mague, Tome, or a certain number of
Other unrecognizable name.
Like an antiquated phonograph
She played on the outside the lyrics of her life
And answered questions asked in extent ago.
She told me secretos
Meant to be forgotten because
The reality danced naked in her inspections
She watched me sometimes,
With watchs as pale and cloudy
As faded pictures,
And almost recognized me
I'd smile and make known her my name.
"Mentiras!" she