Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 10:45am

EYE am out from under

the seduction of lavender sheets

and the purple quilt

of My Daughter’s Room —

with the window open to hear

the birds and the waves —

all I wanted to do yesterday

was give My Children’s Father

a great big hug

and burst into tears

but this morning My Hunter made the coffee

while I switched beds

and decided to row