Edward Hopper: Chop Suey 1929 The young woman’s gaze is a shadow. In her lap, her hands hide as well. The red bow of her mouth is strung taut against the light blanching her white. Who has not found themselves here at this uncomfortable table? To place a hand in the cool valley between the shoulder blades of the other woman. To tip the daughter’s chin up—lift her eyes. Doesn’t she see how much she is like her mother? Look how their shoulders slope, their hats pulled low against the drafty chill of the restaurant. The distance across the table isn't as far as it appears. See now the teapot between them-- how both could reach it with barely any effort at all. Carol McMahon Carol McMahon is a teacher and poet whose work has been published, or is forthcoming, in various journals (IthacaLit, The Wild Word, The Ekphrastic Review, Prodigal, Claudius Speaks, Clockhouse, Painted Bride Quarterly, Stone Canoe) and has a chapbook, On Any Given Day, published by FootHills Press. McMahon received an MFA in Poetry from the Rainier Writing Workshop in Washington State and, when she is not with 11-year-olds, spends her time either running or rowing.
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