Call Grandma
https://poems.culturing.net/2026/11/13/call-grandma/
Mother was sick, and the sound
of vomiting shook the empty house
where she and I were together alone.
I asked if she needed my help, and she answered,
"Call Grandma." I called. I called, and I was so proud
that I knew how to call. Grandma came,
and my childhood ended that day.
I called, mother. I called. Did you hear me?