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Grammy Viv
taught me tonever
have company over
with dishes still in the sink.
I smile and shrug, looking around.
So, this is your place?
It feels like it.
What does that mean?
I mean, it’s nice.
Cozy, organized, colorful.
Thanks,
Lyric says.
My room’s a little makeshift
with the screens and all
but we make it work.
Well, are y’all coming
in here or what?!
Ms. Viv calls at us from the bedroom.
I laugh
following Lyric
through the apartment.
Ms. Viv is propped up
in an armchair next to a full bed
wearing a floral sweat-suit set.
She smiles at us when we enter.
Hello, Ms. Viv,
I say.
Look at you
all cute and cozy!
Nice to see you again.
