charlene prince birkeland

Daily writing prompt

What tattoo do you want and where would you put it?

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My grandmother lived with us. She was from El Salvador and taught me how to make pupusas, tamales, and quesadilla (the bread, not the torilla with cheese). She was a talented seamstress. She loved watching novellas. And she had the softest hands. While those shared moments with her and of are some of my favorite memories, the most profound was watching her draw images of birds with a ballpoint pen on scraps of paper, usually the backs of envelopes, in the quiet of her bedroom.

Whe she passed away back in 1994, she left all of those sketches in sewing boxes in her room. I don’t know who has them now, but I keep asking. It’s my hope to have one of her bird drawings tattooed on the bicep of my right arm, next to the fox that dances on the inside of my arm. They can be friends.