Thursday, January 26, 2012

Small Stone, January 26

Nonchalant, cool kid that you are,
you lift your hands and sign, "More drink," --

like it is nothing that you have just
produced a two-word request
without the assistance of technology
for the first time.

I flip out --
laughing and squealing and
squeezing you around the shoulders while I
shove the requested drink into your hand,
splashing juice onto the table --

and this time you don't have to sign --
I can see you thinking, "Crazy lady!
What are you shrieking about?
I always ask for a drink
with my baked potato."

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