What's up? It's Major.

Today's episode is hosted by poet and slowdown producer Micah Kielbond.

Don't worry. I'll be back on November 25th.

I'm Micah Keelban, and this is the slowdown.

Recently, I dreamt that my friend and I were moving into a big old apartment.

Once we got the couch into the living room, my grandmother appeared, sitting on the that my friend and I were moving into a big old apartment.

Once we got the couch into the living room,

my grandmother appeared, sitting on it.

I sat on the floor beside her,

leaning my head against her frail knees.

I'd never seen her in a dream before.

I haven't seen her in a decade.

My grandmother died in 2015. For most of my life,

her dementia limited her cognition, her memory, and her physical function. But I hold close the memories I have of our time together. She taught me how to make meatballs, to be friendly with the butcher behind the counter,

to not be scared to dig my hands into the raw meat, to bring something hot and sweet to the party.

She immigrated to the U.S. in 1945.

After teenage years, we know little about.

Early in the war, her family fled her birthplace outside of Minsk.

Her immigration papers say she left Europe from a displaced persons camp in Germany.

She spoke Polish.

She became a seamstress and a mother and a wife, living most of her life in the suburban

Spokane Valley. A few days after the dream,

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