22
Aug
09

Size

She’s standing

Barefoot

In the kitchen

Peeling vegetables

At the sink.

The edge

Of the counter

Comes up to the middle

Of her torso,

But is below my waist.

Her tininess

Is never lost

On me

As I watch her

Glide

Elegantly

Through

What looks like

An over-sized world

For her.

When I stand

In her home

Back in Taiwan,

It looks comically

Different,

And I live up to

The name

Given to me

By the nieces and nephews-

Uncle Giant.

But now,

It is my kitchen,

Our kitchen,

The does not fit

Her.

My seemingly over-sized

World

And her

Petite beauty

Clash

With foot stools

And crammed

Lower shelves-

Fewer and fewer items

Have homes

On high shelves

And the lower shelves

Are now overflowing.

Yet we fit

Hand in hand

Without problems

And with ample

Happiness.

Timothy Vance Jackson

August 22, 2009

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