Ode to the Six of Us in the Marston Street House

Gwenyth Wheat

Poetry

Our best conversations happened there—

the big yellow house, windows popped

open from the kitchen and spilling out

coffee’s thick aroma—ruby roast

and caramel charm brewing from morning

to night. We inhaled it. A kind of thunder

that rumbled our veins. Like magnets

we clambered together in the kitchen.

Pajama shadows swished through each other 

and danced across lavender walls.

Nights-old popcorn under Saturday sun settled

like jewels on a nightstand. The rays seeped

so fully through dusty shades we thought

the glow would pour into our bellies like honey.

Even the flame on the stovetop turned strange

if we squinted enough. We made it that way.

We imagined licking the fire and becoming

eternal. Anything just to give us a reason

to sit longer while the house aged around us.

We made ourselves the centerpiece of everything:

marvels by the wine cabinet, broken coat rack,

meals on plastic plates. The house filled

with whatever we could mash up and devour.

Gwenyth Wheat (she/her), nominee for Best New Poets 2024, is currently an MFA and MA candidate at McNeese State University. Her work has been nominated for multiple Pushcart Prizes in Poetry and has appeared in Great Lakes Review, The Poet’s Touchstone, Voicemail Poems, ZAUM, and elsewhere. She is currently a writing instructor and the Poetry Editor for The McNeese Review.

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