On Reading the “When I am an Old Woman I Shall Wear Purple” Anthology

My noisy mind
grafts
my longed for 
or my feared 
events into
stories I’m revisiting.

The frontispiece 
says 1992,
from my dead parents
with wishes
for my purple
old age. 

Now I read
stories I fear
and remember 
setting the book aside,
pleased I kept it;
knowing it’s prophetic.