Prep Cook Human

I was slicing the hard-boiled eggs for the salad bar at the pantry station when Gabriela stopped crumbling the cheese and turned to me. She told me she wanted me to hear the new song she wrote last night. I stopped slicing the eggs. I opened my mouth as if to speak but in that instant realized I had no words, only anticipation. She smiled as though she understood. Then she started to sing.

I can tell you how
This world made your father blind

And you can tell me how
Your father made
Your mother lose her mind