Wednesday, September 23, 2020

Judith the Obsessive by Kyle Hemmings

She places a vase of plastic peonies
square center of the dining room
window.

She composes her water color paintings,
especially the ones of geese in the park,
strictly according to the rule of thirds.

She hates it when they guard their
mates sitting on their eggs, or flap 
their wings when she gets too close.

Over time, she learns to respect
DISTANCE.

As a rule of thumb, her husband will
come home and ask what she's cooking.
By now, he knows she only does microwave.
She tells him to wash his hands for 30 seconds.
Dinner will be served in twenty-two
minutes. It’s a little joke between them.

As usual, she will seem distant, distracted
by something she can’t quite grasp.

But it’s nothing at all. The great artist
who composed all of us will sooner
or later place everything in its
proper place.



Kyle Hemmings has been published in Sonic Boom, Right Hand Pointing, Unbroken Journal, and elsewhere. He is the ex associate editor of Yavanika Press.

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