Art Supplies

by Samuel De Lemos

We ordered a years
worth of art supplies.

We’re waiting for them to
appear.

In the interim,
we use all the
construction paper
we have.

The supplies finally show up.

“only the right key
lets you in ”

I repeat that mantra,

“only the right key lets you
in.”

I follow you and think
about what you said.

Open the boxes—
“we have too much glue…”

It’s your smile and warmth
I let in.

I don’t care about the glue
the paper, or the colored pens.

I care about your arms,
your smile, and your loving hugs.

I can teach anything with
only those simple things.