Tagged: mom

ultimately, mom’s

ultimately, mom’s
cooking can never be borrowed
nor reproduced – we

spend the rest of our lives chasing
that elusive flavor, smell, touch
.
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making apple sauce

making apple sauce
while mama does her homework,
my daddy and me –

home is wherever we are
together, working towards home
.
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mom is playing the

mom is playing the
piano on a summer
afternoon, daddy

and i secretly listen
in so she doesn’t get nervous
.
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mom and i are doing

mom and i are doing
hand exercises – middle
knuckles, base knuckles

clenched fists, opened hands, flexing
and stretching towards each other
.
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dad is teaching mom

dad is teaching mom
to play mozart’s turkish march
on the piano –

on a southern summer friday,
each note lands sticky with doubt
.
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when sugar plums show

when sugar plums show
up in mama’s kitchen, we
fire up the oven,

readying ourselves for a
treat, sweet morsels for long days
.
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mama conjured a

mama makes magic

even in the big

even in the big
city, the “little” enclaves –
Chinatown, K-Town,
Little Senegal, Guyana,
Italy, Poland, India –
cannot contain
the vastness
of our mothers’
spices, simmering
on the stove
.
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mama and daddy

mama and daddy
met on the intersection
of apples and pears,

and the rest is delicious
history – baked, sauced, freshly peeled
.
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