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Kitchen Ode

Claire Hellar

Read by Carolyn Guinzio

On garam masala afternoons I catch your rhythm in the kitchen and we burn into something tender. An eddy of joy. A shiver.

Blur of hips, we swing the circles of a reckless world.

Taut again. Loose, loose.

At night, we tumble into something better that crinkles like wire-strung happiness. Rain sliding on a corrugated roof.

Forever. Temporary. We stay either way.

Claire Hellar is a poet and marketing specialist currently located in Boise, Idaho. She grew up on a tropical island, moves often, and paints her apartments teal. Her work has been published or is forthcoming in Blue Fifth Review, Cellpoems, The Wilderness House Literary Review, and Into the Teeth of the Wind. She writes about pop culture for Sound on Sight and blogs at coffeeandirony.com.