Eating an Apple in the Hospital Bathroom
I look at the little Macintosh,
red and green on my beside table.
My mouth waters!
I sigh at not being able
to walk unsupervised
on my walker.
Can I maneuver this wheelchair
into the restroom to wash the apple?
I set the apple on my lap,
roll around the bed.
Oh, back up! No, once more!
Now I can open the door.
I rinse my snack.
Roll back? No!
Hands will be dirty again
from those wheels.
I’ll eat it right here!
My mouth puckers.
Tart the way I like it!
I grin, eating forbidden fruit.
Jennifer Fenn has been writing poetry since high school. She is a junior staff accountant at United Local Credit Union by day and a poet by night. Her poems are published in eighteen journals, including Song of the San Joaquin, Brevities, The Orchards, VOICES, and Time of Singing. She has self-published two chapbooks, Blessings, and Song of the Katabatic Wind, as church fundraisers. Jennifer is the winner of CFCP’s 2021 Roadrunner Award
I look at the little Macintosh,
red and green on my beside table.
My mouth waters!
I sigh at not being able
to walk unsupervised
on my walker.
Can I maneuver this wheelchair
into the restroom to wash the apple?
I set the apple on my lap,
roll around the bed.
Oh, back up! No, once more!
Now I can open the door.
I rinse my snack.
Roll back? No!
Hands will be dirty again
from those wheels.
I’ll eat it right here!
My mouth puckers.
Tart the way I like it!
I grin, eating forbidden fruit.
Jennifer Fenn has been writing poetry since high school. She is a junior staff accountant at United Local Credit Union by day and a poet by night. Her poems are published in eighteen journals, including Song of the San Joaquin, Brevities, The Orchards, VOICES, and Time of Singing. She has self-published two chapbooks, Blessings, and Song of the Katabatic Wind, as church fundraisers. Jennifer is the winner of CFCP’s 2021 Roadrunner Award
