Goodbye, Buffalo

She was Sandy,

With honey graham crackers

And brown syrup fizzy soda

She popped her lip

And blew smoke from her nose like a bull

She was angry in stature

But lilac at heart

I remember the hum of the fridge

As she sprinkled sugar over my rice pops

And rubbed my back with her whispering cacao fingers

Not so rarely

The door would open across our home

And a beaming smile would emerge

Met with the incandescent embrace of Sandy

And her smokey hair

Remain in heart

But of body it is never again

When I will sit at her feet

Hiding a Jack

And smiling sweetly at the orange glow of Sandy

Behind her smokey haze