Kitchen Sink

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Kitchen Sink

My favorite summertime window is at the kitchen sink, sometimes I stand there for hours after all the bowls are washed.

Through the rusted screen a breeze caress my face, softly shaping my mouth into a smile. Briefly everything melts away leaving only the moment in which to dwell.

The tree branches heavily covered in green leaves gently brush the house, occasionally making a laughing sound with their organic touch.

It’s under the tree my gaze fixes itself today, I watch to see if the gray squirrel might sit against the trunk eyes half closed meditating on what only she knows.

The squirrel and I share the love of simplicity, she going about her day moment to moment, I going about my day bumping into emotions, trash cans and other people.

My favorite summertime window is at the kitchen sink. I stand there for hours after all the bowls are washed.

My surroundings will sometimes fade to nothing, and I’ll smile thinking I don’t really know anything, sometimes the smile is joined by a glistening tear and I’ll think
“isn’t it great.”

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