A Room of Her Own

A Room of Her Own

The office was once called The Golfing Room

Computer, desk, chair

Golf pictures in every corner

Titleist banner engulfed one wall

Even the light switch

adorned with a

pewter golfer

 

She painted on the kitchen table

Toting her paints in one container or another

A grocery bag, coffee can, a Hello Kitty lunch box

Always a temporary space

Never a home for

Paints or brushes

Or receipts

From

Michael’s

  

Little by little

The golf pictures disappeared,

Replaced with brushes and paints

And canvases

Of clouds

Faces

Dreams

 

A sacrifice by one

Something as small as a corner room

Meant so much to the other

 

Now she has a room of her own

Except

For

That

Titleist

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