birthday noodles MAG

April 21, 2013
By tiredtoedlullabies SILVER, Livingston, New Jersey
tiredtoedlullabies SILVER, Livingston, New Jersey
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Toss the egg in, stir stir stir, crackle
It will pop, yes, it will sizzle.

If we have a birthday tradition, it's
these noodles, plain and simple, just

eggs and wheat and a bit of soy sauce
but cheers to you, we have no wine

but fifteen noodles, all in line, all long.

There's more than fifteen, actually.
Don't make me count them because

noodles always break with bites, and that
will be even worse than counting your

hair single-strandedly, one at a time.
I can count the eggs, though. Toss the egg in

one at a time, one drops, and then there's
two. And if I'm feeling important today

I can count your fingers and count your toes.
If I'm feeling smart, I can count the days

you've been alive, and I can (five-four-
seven-nine) even round to the nearest second.

If I'm feeling dumb, I'll count the socks in
our closet without a fellow pair, and if today,

I just so happen to feel happy, I can count the
days we've been apart and remember how when

you first came from the hospital, you were so
small I thought you were a doll.


The author's comments:
For my sister, turning fifteen. We're a year apart.

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