I Miss the Days
When We’d Clean the Kitchen Together
written by: Jenny Middleton
We’d lived in London
long enough to
notice limescale’s trail.
Its chalky circles
tracing the joints
of stainless-steel taps.
Neither of us liked cleaning
but doing it together
brought us closer, in the way
minerals dissolve
and regrow their pasts
as if in old skulls
refilling them with thought.
Death has no ownership
of rain, of tears or rivers.
Somehow, somewhere in time
we are still wiping a Formica
counter, glad of our togetherness
drinking water in
like a poem, like a lost love
returning to our lips.
Jenny Middleton's poems have been published in various printed anthologies and online sites. Jenny studied English Literature and Drama at university and went on to study a postgraduate degree in education to qualify as a teacher; she is now a working mum. Her poems are often drawn from real experiences or inspired by artwork.
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