Sandwiches

No, ​I don’t mind making the sandwiches for the picnicit’s strangely satisfying to slice the cheddar

for your Ploughman’s using the same knife I hack at my wrists with, the one I keep hidden

up my sleeve on days when I’m not safe in my own skin, the one I sleep with on nights when you’re away

and I don’t trust my own heartbeat, the one I reach for when I need clarity to shine through the insanity,

with its unfailing black handle and mirrored serrated blade, that I grip and use to jab and twist

when I need to feel Something other than This—honestly, it’s no problem!

I don’t mind making the sandwiches at all.

 


Originally published in VERSIFICATION ZINE (December 2021) here.

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