all of a sudden¹

Staring at
the soil
coloured spots
splashed
along my arms
to where my dad’s hands
hold my coffee cup,
my mind reaches
out into the day
while my mom’s
fussiness lists out
the jobs that need
to be done
before noon.
Sighing,
I gulp it down
and shuffle to
the sink.
Funny little moments
like this
bring them back
into the same
room.

Categories: poetry

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