Why do you keep putting basi in a shot
glass; sweets and bread, meat and fish

on a plate for the dead? Isn't that 
like keeping the porch light on at night, 

hoping they'll find their way back home?
It's been more than thirty years. Perhaps

they want to move on now. Perhaps it's only
our attachments that keep them haunted.

The older we get, the more we remember:
they didn't even like noodles or alcohol or cake.

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