#kitchenpoems
it looks almost superstitious
watching the way she washes dishes
carefully placing the plates to the side
as she finishes them
and i
must in turn
with grace in reciprocal
embrace dutifully tend to
my place
as i take the terry cloth rag
we bought on our first date
it was more elegant then
embroidered edges prevented fraying
now well worn from years
of playing against the ever-present
superstitious
and ultimate fate we always dreaded
but here we are
and i
wiping the terry cloth rag
against a frail white
dinner plate
i see the cracks in that too
still holding together
in spite of
years of misuse
and we
realize we don't wonder
why if someone held us
up against the bulb
light wouldn't bleed through our cracks
my gumdrop
May 12
May 12, 2026 at 10:17 AM UTC