We All Shared Ingredients

we all cooked rice together.
rice cooks itself.

(yellow lamp cast gold bones
a crucible of electricity and evening)

we sat at the table to eat, a choice I make as an adult.

I am safe from small worries, and I want to stop doing the things I like.
My goals include
1.) tones of voice and
2.) several expressions

Heavy with arthropods, I avoided the couch
I am learning to be slower and slower,
and my mother is relieved.

mother: "You don't need to take care of me"
and laughs and
"I have my belly dancing class"
and laughs and knows everything in the world.

"So." Begins Beowulf, and ends with an old man