Dirty Dishes by Juliet Phraser
Dirty Dishes
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‘When did your symptoms begin?’
Is a benign question
sitting in the lounge room
waiting to remember
how to do the dishes
choo! choo!
I hear the sounds
of freight train
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Sweeping
the living room floor
between shifts
of plugging my
ears in and out of
this noisy landscape
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I promise
our bonding time is coming.
loving alone and together
blow drying hair
taking hormones
resting,
we do everything to be
involved in being a girl.
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Saturday mornings
before the
shopping centre opens
We indulge ourselves with coffees,
outdoors,
in our growing suburb filled with
babies & dogs
We smile at the (unknown) family
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We hope what comes
before the kids is love
An express delivery of flowers
not just in grief but in
celebration of outgrowing
who you once were
The trust to let you fly
halfway across the globe
pursuing something other than
working in your shopping mall
every weekend while
(the world burns)
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How we’re taught to make striking art
by universities
isn’t dissimilar
to what we’re told to do
in our search of finding
‘good love’…
‘You need to be out there searching.
between scooters, cyclists and pedestrians
(it) should look like this.’
The teachers I remember,
and the lovers I’ve had too,
never were etched into marble
or hung in galleries like the Louvre
(as far as I’m aware of)
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Stop
That is not true.
You can think
I’m still 23 at heart
But my therapist tells me
‘You’re a great artist’
go to the secret place
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Nobody’s home
is an Island…
even those that are
born to be awkward
Now we clean our dinner’s dishes
in the bath as if an enemy were
watching and listening
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