the english major

you don't think

i'm smart

do you, she asks me,

as she

takes out her crayons

and colors

a rainbow

in her coloring book.

i was an English major in

college.

she's nearly

as old as me,

but likes

to draw and color

and sing.

which is fine.

all good things.

i can read, she says.

i read a book last year,

well started it,

i still have it. it's over

there

holding the door open.

one hundred recipes

from Italy.