inside, deep
within the cupboard
in the far
corner of the top
shelf you find
a recipe, hand
written by the previous
tenant, not the one
you loved, but
the other one, who
died alone and widowed
in the room
you now sleep in.
and it's a recipe
for a cake. flour,
sugar, eggs, salt, etc.
but at the bottom
it says, with a small
drawn smile etched
at the end of
ingredients. add
love, it says. at
least a pinch or two
add love.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
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