Cleaning out the stuff she left forever
I came across four plastic containers
with her old dentures in them.
I threw them out, thinking
she would never need them now.
But something stopped me
and I fished them out of the garbage bin.

She kept her old dentures.
That suggests that she stored memories in them.
Dentures are so personal, so intimate…
maybe they really are holders of memories.
The fact that they are her memories, not mine,
makes them more to me.
I want her to remember
more than to be remembered.