Cutting Pita

heartcrumbs on countertop serrated
breadknife your long blonde blade
we cut knowing our expiration date
still laughed hard in mornevening
light holding rubber handle steady
slicing stacks to move on

 

(originally published in Literary Yard, Summer 2018)

 

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