And now… a poem

umami umami under my toe

a cranky cook in kitchen
a grape roll under grate
parmesan smoosh into tile
husband nearby
coughs and hunches over
another day closer to sick day says he
time for bed he checks email and grumbles
cozy chamomile tea? not me 
awful things those- sweaty hot drinks in dead of winter
i swelter in our second floor apartment
thinking of dough rising quietly in its covered dish 
tomorrow i make kaiser roll
on saturday in november
kaiser roll 
first time
ever
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