Riley welch is a poet from texas living in Denver. She posts three original poems a week. 

No Eggs or Butter

Over the holidays I made thumbprint jam cookies,
and made the jam myself.

Hot raspberries are the sweetest thing I’ve ever smelled
and the honey pouring off my spoon into the red was the prettiest thing I’ve seen.

I don’t own a mixer and used my hands to press the dough,
hoping that someone would look through my large apartment window,
and see me, the most at home I’ve ever felt.


12:29 PM