There Are Things I Love About Being Home
The sound of plates clinking
just before “dinner’s ready!”
if I’m not the one calling,
already in position
on the countertop, laughing
stirring occasionally.
She is holding a glass of red loosely
The day slipping from her shoulders
A sweater hanging low around her elbows
with a tank top underneath.
Try this for me
does it need salt?
No, Mom,
it’s perfect.
Katherine Welch is a senior studying international relations at SUNY Geneseo. She spends lots of time journaling little poems, and a dear friend of hers from home (Webster, NY) encouraged her to share some with Gandy Dancer. If you ask nicely, she will probably knit you a scarf.