Seize
Brian Komei Dempster
Blue flame
in the eyes corner,
stove on
high, we brace1
for his flint
and spark, our dark
surprise, his smile
jolts2, head
unleashed3, little body
arched, straining
in the high
chair, we stand
to face
anything, she steadies
his tray, eggs bubble
in the pot, I lunge
for his spoon, his purple
elephant, water boils
over sides, we look
to each other, sense
the sizzle, his bowl
clattering4, a reverse
crater5, we shake off
faults, shells
crack, window
shut, we smell
the heat, hardened
yolks, his brains singed6
gray, the scorched7
black dome8,
we are all
hollowed out.