love domesticates the best of us
love domesticates the best of us
domestic
ella washes pans
& likes the feeling
of fixing something
suds bubbling up
between her fingers
silver rings piled on
a sleepy windowsill
glinting in the midday
eastern oregon sun
i think we’re going
to tarnish anyways
while rachel pours
what remains of our
tomato basil soup
into a big mason jar
there’s something
painfully adult about
saving leftovers
scraping the bottom
of a pot to promise
we’ll be here when
tomorrow dawns
17 was supposed
to be wild & reckless
but instead of racing
a dying sunset i drive
wendy home safely
to make amends with
our friend because
we’re somehow too
old for grudges but
too young not to fight
in the first place
i smear justin’s
honey peanut butter
on fresh sourdough
when rachel forgets
to study or pack lunch
the most i can do is
bring a sandwich
in red tupperware
no use failing
her chemistry test on
an empty stomach
laura & i walk
their dog in alameda
four months ago on
a prismatic dance floor
i gambled all of
myself to want them
now we kiss goodbye
& go out on a date
every wednesday
our love domesticates
the best of us
amelia nason is a next generation indie award finalist, a scholastic award winner, and an alumna of the interlochen, fir acres, and new york times summer writing programs. she also edits for kalopsia literary journal. her work is featured or forthcoming in the ice lolly, eunoia, and origami reviews, as well as full mood magazine. when she isn’t writing, amelia fences competitively and enviously reads the acknowledgements sections of her favorite books. you can find her on twitter @amelia_emn.