Flooring

In the kitchen, ours is linoleum 

And the only flooring in the house I hate. 

I ruminate on the cracks at the edges 

of a few squares 

My husband sweeps it every night. 

I mop it each week

but it always looks dirty

We’re not married, 

technically 

Twenty years 

two kids

one business

and a kitchen with broken linoleum tiles

To death do us part. 


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