"It Says I Want To Live When" by Claire Kenny

When I tuck my hands into the wool fingerless gloves, close them into fists, then open them again to the world When I drive to CVS to pick up my dad’s antibiotics, for healing the stitches Under a puffy bandage on his cheek When I walk in the biting 36 degrees, come inside with a crimson face, and find that the frost has expelled the damp muck from my mind When I taste the bitterness of a cappuccino and the softness of Quiche Lorraine When I stir ground turkey in the skillet pan, add southwest taco mix, And fix a plate of it for my mother When I encourage my friend to share her singing, because singing is giving When I string gold, red, and azure beads onto a necklace to wear into town And at night, when I soak in the shower under the pelting hot water thinking, “Thank you, thank you.” ————————————– Claire Kenny called us from Philadelphia, PA. voicemailpoems.org/submit/ facebook.com/voicemailpoems x.com/voicemailpoems bsky.app/profile/voicemailpoems.bsky.social instagram.com/voicemailpoems