The beach always
strong sun
stinging sand
sharp nutmeg on the promise of
custard tart made by Nana
and waiting for its moment.
her eyes bright on Adrian at the top
of the wave as if she was
still incredulous at the thought of
having grandchildren
whatever we did held her in thrall
whatever she did, to us seemed superhuman
.
She’s got biceps bigger than Popeye
Did you see?!
when she turns to lift the eskie
and showcase the dessert
.
sensuous satisfaction as I ate it
turned her arms again soft and plump
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