The last day that I saw her, she had a red stain
The red stain was on the side of her tan pants
The red stain appeared to be blood
She went into my uncle’s bathroom
To see where the red stain came from
She thought maybe one of the kids had spilled juice
She was an older woman who had a hysterectomy
She was an older woman who no longer had a menstrual cycle
She tried to wipe the stain out of her pants while in the bathroom
The stain was odorless, but it was nearly impossible to get out by hand
She put the pants in the washing machine to rid them of the stain
She came out of the bathroom with more questions than answers
Where did the red stain come from?
Did it come from something in the car? No!
How do you know? We checked.
How did the stain get on her pants?
There was no wound
Just a red stain
After a while, we paid the red stain no mind
And continued to enjoy our Friday
On a hot summer day in 2002
That night, in early July, my grandmother passed away
To this day, my mother and I remember that particular day
But what we remember the most is that mysterious red stain