folding napkins
with a maiden aunt
whispered names
Bach fugue
the sunday ritual
of redrying dishes
first love
the scags of corn
in my aunt’s teeth
folding napkins
with a maiden aunt
whispered names
Bach fugue
the sunday ritual
of redrying dishes
first love
the scags of corn
in my aunt’s teeth
company party —
not enough garlic
in the hummus
family cookout
all the shapes and shades
of heirloom tomatoes
a visit from our daughter
she brings her own
hot sauce
Abbot Lane
revisiting my childhood home
on street view
a packet of old love letters . . .
stamps from a country
that no longer exists
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