Found…

…on a bed of domestic garbage –

cans, bottles, rags, ring-pulls, bottle tops,

rotten fishheads, serrated lids, jagged meal tops,

flips without their flops – mulched thick into a mattress.

Through months of rain and months of sun

That soaked, then baked her clothes to her body;

denying her the ritual of burial within 24 hours:

This was how my grandmother was found.

With permission from Peepal Tree Press From ‘Irki’ (2013)