In the dream, I was about to be executed
and so was directed to prepare my last meal.
Pancakes – the way Grandma made them,
thin and fried in a buttered iron pan.
The thing is, I’d never tried making
these pancakes before, so I spent my final hours
worrying over the proportions of her recipe,
the heat of her stove.
Only when it came time to actually cook,
the eleven o‘clock before my midnight death,
did I realize I could have made
Micki Blenkush is the author of Now We Will Speak in Flowers published by Blue Light Press. She was selected as a 2017-2018 fellow in poetry for the Loft Literary Center’s Mentor Series program and is a 2015 & 2019 recipient of grants awarded through the Central MN Arts Board, funded through the McKnight Foundation. Micki’s writing has appeared in numerous journals including: Josephine Quarterly, Typishly, Cagibi, and Crab Creek Review. She lives in St. Cloud, Minnesota and works as a social worker. mickiblenkush.com
See more of her work in 3.1 and 4.3 and 5.2 and 6.1 and 6.3 and 7.2 and 9.1 and 9.1 and 9.1