In 2nd grade Mrs. Molnia showed slides on the opaque projector
how the American Indians buried ears of corn
each with a big silver fish to fertilize and nourish the corn
and bring it back to life
the shades were pulled on a sunny day to make the room dark
so we could see the yellow corn and the silver fishthe dead fish eye reincarnated as an ear of corn swaying in the breeze
my mother checked the box
on her drivers license
to donate her eyes
and organs
but we had a piano
my mother made sure
you have the eye
and your sister has the ear
we cannot share or compare to this day
but who has the piano?
like apples and oranges, completely different fruits
I drew pictures
and she played the violin
you have the eye
and she has the ear
when I die
bury my blue eyes
with a yellow ear of corn
so I can be born again
to feel the breeze
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