by Amanda Pugh


My hands are

Average sized

Fingers slightly longer

Than usual; a piano player’s fingers

One might say

But I play clarinet

At least I did

Once upon a time

Coaxing some semblance of music

With these graceful fingers

From a long black tube

Covered in silver keys

That I haven’t played

In years now.

Now these fingers coax words

From a computer keyboard

Or a pen

Or a pencil

Whatever’s handy when the mood hits me

They create art.

What’s your superpower?