Dirt

I like dirt under my fingernails
From my hands in the cool earth
Uprooting grass and planting zinnias.
I like dirt under my fingernails
Just because it is dirt
Like the dirt I ate as a child
To ward off future infections.
I like dirt under my fingernails
Because when I'm stuck in my box of an office
It reminds me of where I came from
And where I will surely go.