Sunday, April 24, 2016

the spatula

you called
dibs on licking the spatula
when you're mother made
a cake,
but your sister, who was
smaller
wanted some too.
so you gave her one side,
you had the other.
both of you sat at the near
empty bowl,
happy in the sunlight,
licking
while your mother
slid the pan
into the oven.

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