There’s clang.
There’s clutter.
There’s mess.
Smell of burnt toast and heated steam press.
Milk boiling over.
Pressure cooker whistling steam.
Door bell screeching. Telephone too.
A missing sock.
School bus honking.
Only if I could quadruple …
There’s clutter.
There’s mess.
Smell of burnt toast and heated steam press.
Milk boiling over.
Pressure cooker whistling steam.
Door bell screeching. Telephone too.
A missing sock.
School bus honking.
Only if I could quadruple …
garden swing
the creak
of an unfinished verse
Yesha Shah
the other bunny 