kitchen
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Who knows how old the vase in the kitchen corner floor is?
Only god knows where it came from.
or who made it
or how long its been there
or how it got to the kitchen
I pause for a moment
checking my pulse, just for kicks
Drums set the pace that my heart readily follows
Momma tries to discuss the farmer’s market
but relents
The sheet rock itself was frayed.
Not much pressure would break such
a thin wall.
The entire lenghth of my arm
touched break to break
of the impact-hole
standing around the stove
mashing tomatoes in our hands,
her palms giving the sauce it's extra touch,
as we laugh
Here, in the kitchen, you’ll hear if you listen
The aimless Chatter of the plates,
The soft landing of the napkins,
The high-pitched “tink”s of wine glasses,
The sharp exchanges of silverware,
