Impressions (2020), Riverdale's student-run art and literary magazine

Grandfather saw art.

Our bodies are a mosaic, he said, a painting of our past My scar stitched in it a lesson, Not to slam doors when angry.

Grandfather never was angry, An infinite sunscape, To cool down hot tempered Dorfman women, he said.

Grandfather went to war, sailing seas, But he never forgot the girl he met ice skating that purple streaked night, When clouds were cotton candy, and her smile, the feeling of dandelions in summer.

She waited, knowing no man like him.

Grandfather loved making you laugh He felt it his job to hear the song in each soul 31