Receipts for all the Little Things

Soyu Hong

If I had a receipt for all the little things

I’m sure I’d keep them stacked up neatly with a spike receipt holder like the one they use at the local donut shop

I’d collect them from every good morning and good day, from the vending machine that doesn’t swallow my money, from the little girl who danced to my music, and from myself, when I manage to wake up well rested to the morning alarm. I’m sure I’d hoard them preciously, like a dragon refusing to leave it’s treasure trove, and once the pile is high enough, on cold days, I’ll spread out all the receipts of the little things across the dining room table and sew them together into a patchwork large enough to cover me safely