Mom stands in front of the big white sink
Washing some vegetable -
Unimportant to my memory
Through the window
Which lets me see cows milling in the distance
Dry yellow sunlight filters in
Illuminating the room in the old tin house
With the dark red floor
Where things are always different
She shouts to my sisters over the sound of running water
“1 cup of flour, add a pinch of salt”
At her request, pots and pans begin to clang
I feel content
Watching this scene unfold
Knowing that anywhere else it wouldn’t
Washing some vegetable -
Unimportant to my memory
Through the window
Which lets me see cows milling in the distance
Dry yellow sunlight filters in
Illuminating the room in the old tin house
With the dark red floor
Where things are always different
She shouts to my sisters over the sound of running water
“1 cup of flour, add a pinch of salt”
At her request, pots and pans begin to clang
I feel content
Watching this scene unfold
Knowing that anywhere else it wouldn’t
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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