New Year's Eve

Going home to shred black radish
with an empty can of wild cherry tea

and Bergman’s movie
where a boy dives into a rock

Seeing your toothbrushes together in a cup
ended a dream for me

A dream of old dads on a wooden bridge
and I woke up cleaning my house

with tiny baby undershirts
Among other things someone else

wouldn’t think it ok if the cats
jump on the kitchen table

Eva Jane Peck's poems have previously been published in print and online journals including Coconut, Fence, Spine Road, and Sun's Skeleton. She lives in Brooklyn, NY, with her daughter, and works with children, families, and teachers in Coney Island and Far Rockaway, where she also collects shells. She can be found online here: www.thestrawberryfiretails.com.