Sand in the Kitchen
Poem by Donna Faulkner née Miller
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He watched from the doorway in quiet disapproval. She swung ample hips between rickety cupboards unhinged. The kitchen. Always in varying states of chaos. Her fingers splayed wooing waves. She swayed her hips and shuffled bare feet. An impromptu hula dancing the pearly shores of Lau at sunset.
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