Grandma sleeps with
       my sick
              grand-
pa so she
can get him
during the night
medicine
to stop
     the pain

          In
          the morning
           clumsily
              I
          wake
           them

Her eyes
look at me
from under-
            neath
his withered
arm

   The
medicine
 is all
    in
her long
   un-
      braided
              hair.