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Coat of Arms
By Chelle Miko
When our grandmother gave us her daddy's daddy's will,
we never asked: Who hangs this coat with pride?
She said, "We're Blandfords, and great great Blandfords."
She never said We've stored winter in closets full of summer,
and other skeletal attire.
A laundry list of William’s will:
2 brown steers
7 hogs
1 negro man
65 bushels of corn.
Who has to wear Will’s hand-me-downs?
Who recorded and enumerated this sum of us?
Mamaw says precious pork and fodder fattened the cow,
butchered the hog, but we know
who pushed bony arms into our sleeves
and filled us with William’s will, who holds us
accountable for penning a man
between a ham—and a cob.
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