I passed on the perfect house
with high ceilings and hardwood floors.
My husband baffled, almost breathless
when he asked why. The place had
no history of ghosts, enough trees to
hush
the traffic and a lawn
with no need
for
landscaping However, there were glass
bowl sinks
in both bathrooms. Large and deep
with a frosted tint. They bothered me. And why?
I have china for fruit Silver for punch. Brass
for burning incense.
This morning, I stare at our sink.
A white wand is on the counter
for two minutes and counting. Outside
a shower. My
husband said – it was going to rain
and has hope more grass will grow
making the
yard greener.
The timer rings. I look at the tester.
A minus sign like last time and the
time
before.
I rinse my hands and remember
that house, the vanity sinks. Bowls
should be more than beautification.
Bowls are meant to carry and hold,
offer and accept
not drain what’s poured into them.
Even if they hold a prayer’s breath
or vinegar to absorb odor, they fulfill
their role.
Bowls shouldn’t remain vacant
reaping dust and shadow. Hunger and
tears.
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Note -- the white wands, of course, allude to the shape
and color of those over the counter pregnancy testers; such
as those put forth by Clearblue, e.p.t. and first response, among others.
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Note -- the white wands, of course, allude to the shape
and color of those over the counter pregnancy testers; such
as those put forth by Clearblue, e.p.t. and first response, among others.
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