The Maynard
Spring 2015

Pattie Flint

After a Fashion

I want to touch you with my fingerpads
and kiss you in an argument-ending fashion.
Let me hold you like I just won a game of Monopoly
and you aren’t happy about it.
Let me perch you on the kitchen counter
like it's two in the morning and we’re drunk,
making pancakes. I want you to grab me
like we woke my roommate up and she’s pissed.
She’s pissed and yelling and there’s pancake mix on the floor
and flour on the counter and retreat with me,
giggling, into my bedroom and I’ll tip you in like potatoes.
There, I will kiss you in an argument-ending fashion.
Please, because of this, love me.