Peanut Butter

July 29, 2015

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Spreading peanut butter on the toast, 

I am a painter 

using a palette knife

to build a thick layer of color on canvas

to evoke emotion. 

I turn the tip of my knife to leave a swirl

of protein packed paint on my whole wheat canvas. 

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The drawing I left was a heart. My heart, 
it drawn in peanut butter. 

I gave it to my daughter, early morning. 

She grinned; she held it high,

as if Nana would see the decorated breakfast as she left for work. 

She watched proudly through the grand window,

hair in a messy braid slept on through her little girl dreams. 

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mj goodman