Edna

-Sheree Fitch

I                                    stop
              cannot                             the skipping rope voices
            they         come to me
                                         at the damnedest
times like this morning
                I got up while the others were sleeping
started cleaning the kitchen floor
            my mother always said when in trouble
scrub the floor
           that's when they started

           all in together girls
           just fine weather girls

and
this is the way we scrub the floor scrub the floor scrub the
floor
early monday morning
all the way through to
this is the way we go to church go to church go to . . .

garbled voices
                       dripping slowly in my head
a 45 being played at a 33 speed
                          I remember the days of 45s
remember today
                          I turn forty-five
as I look at the mirror
                      at my swollen face
wishing I could see
                    the wrinkles