Allowance

by Camilla Jean

There are things I allow myself,

like sleeping on the very fresh sheets

in the daytime,

with the wind blowing the bedroom curtain

to the side.

Or taking peach after ripe peach

from the fruit bin,

because they were my idea to buy.

Or sitting far up in the tub,

with the very warm water

pouring over

my bent knees,

and cupping my hands

and calling aloud:

“Does anybody want to come and visit me?”

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