Abierta
On the night shift you brought me tea in a paper cup, and told me your home was the islands named after a Spanish king.
Grace, my mother died at ten past four in the morning, and you were the one holding her other hand.
Buscando en el cajón…
Buscando en el cajón…
Una carta sellada espera a Grace.
On the night shift you brought me tea in a paper cup, and told me your home was the islands named after a Spanish king.
Grace, my mother died at ten past four in the morning, and you were the one holding her other hand.
El resto de esta carta está sellado.