“The physical vision of where I grew up is very outstanding,” Mom said.

And she listed the red sandstones,
Monument National Park,
Devil’s Kitchen,
“Places we climbed around …
A tunnel you could crawl through”

We can taste her mother’s fried chicken
and baked beans as we laugh
about how my brother almost exactly has
the recipe right for those beans,
I share my memories of the curves of
Grand Junction’s Main Street and

when I ask another question from another card,
she can’t decide if she believes
life is short or if she believes life
is long and we agree it is based
on the moment.