If This Kitchen Could Talk

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I DONT WANT TO DIE

I don’t want to die; but if I do; I hope my spirit lands on the wing of a butterfly Floating from bloom to bloom, enveloped in their perfume. I don’t want to die; but if I do; I hope my spirit rides the back of a fierce jungle cat Slyly stalking my prey behind…

She’s There

Sometimes, driving backroads with my favorite song blaring, I see her. I catch glimpses of her in the rearview mirror, her smile, the old sparkle in her eye. When an old jazz tune plays, while standing at the kitchen sink, I hear her hum. The unguarded spirit pouring through her body, and out her mouth…


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