Claudia and Russell, Turning
Her
hair and nails freshly done,
my
aunt steps into the arms
of a
tall man, his name tag
at her
eye level. “Russell,”
she
reads aloud. “That was
my
husband’s name. He
didn’t
dance.”
This
Russell turns her carefully
around
the cleared floor. “I’ll dance
when I
turn 100,” she has said
for a
decade, and today Mercy Crest
staff
stand ready with her wheel chair,
decorated
with crepe paper streamers.
“I
love this Happy Birthday song,”
she
says, and hums along as Russell
turns
her past the table where her
birthday
cake waits. “Happy
Birthday,
dear Claudia,” he sings,
and
turns her again.
His
voice interrupts her memories
of
school dances, how she watched
from
behind the refreshments table
and
wished she were the older sister.
“My
older sister will envy me,” she says,
“dancing
with a Russell who can dance.”
Tomorrow
she won’t remember the applause
as
Russell returns her to her chair. She’ll
ask
again to call her sister, dead for
twenty
years. She’ll tell the CNA:
“When I turn 100, I’ll dance.”
Martha
Christina is the author of two collections of poetry, most recently Against Detachment (Pecan Grove Press,
2016). A frequent contributor to Brevities, longer work appears or is
forthcoming in Bryant Literary Review,
Common Ground Review, Innisfree Poetry Journal, Main Street Rag, Red Eft
Review, Word Soup,
and elsewhere.
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