Grandma´s lore
Grandma gave me her recipes I was the one who liked to cook in those afternoon when we kneaded she also passed some truths.
Love yourself don´t sacrifice for any man Fly far, I´ll miss you, but don´t come back.
Don´t tell people too much they will dim the magic in you listen not to what they say and trust, always trust your ancestors have your back.
Enjoy the moment don´t think too hard keep your head up look at people right in the eye make them uncomfortable stand your ground.
Seek the knowledge of plants listen to whispers and whistles hear what they say but, more importantly don´t sacrifice for any man,
She taught me to make bread to make conserves to read the stars to blend spices and to cure heartache.
My Grandma her recipes and lore her teeth and claws her wounds and scars her love, her eyes, her hug.
She was the entire universe wrapped in wrinkly skin staring back at me in its immensity lovingly.
@yanirubini 17/11/2021
