What's for Dinner?

My child came out 

during a card game.

Whose turn 

is it next? 

I'm gay.

What should we have for dinner?

My child is an artist, 

doodling in notebooks; 

laughing 

at their own thoughts.

They can capture 

the crease of jeans 

or a wrinkled tee

with a creator's eye.

Threw away all their dresses 

before college;

their favorite hoody 

is bright yellow

with a rainbow on it.

College keeps them inspired, 

and they have lots of friends.

They're 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 them for everything they are.

I already knew, 

looked up at them 

and said,

Chicken Fettuccine.