What’s for Dinner?

My daughter came out during a card game.

Whose turn is it next? I’m gay.

What should we have for dinner?

My daughter is an artist, doodling 

in notebooks; laughing at her own 

thoughts. 

She can capture the crease 

of jeans or a wrinkled tee 

with a creator’s eye.

Threw away all her dresses before college. 

Her favorite hoodie is bright yellow 

with a rainbow on it. 

College keeps her inspired; she has lots of friends. 

She’s happy. 

My parents didn’t support my going to school. 

Did not value following 

dreams, paycheck to paycheck a way of life, 

a future of only next month. 

I worked in high school, I paid 

for college, dropped out, 

no one cared. 

I love her for everything she is.

I already knew, looked up at her and said,

Chicken Fettuccine.