how my grandmother loved crackers.
any kind of cracker.
saltine, wheat,
it made no difference.
she'd put
butter on them,
peanut butter,
jam,
fig goo,
she'd spread cheese
on a cracker,
jellies,
sometimes she'd cut a piece
of salami
and put it on a cracker
with a dab of mustard.
she loved crackers.
the crumbs always littering
the front of her
dress.
i can still see her opening
up a new
box, biting
through the plastic wrapping to
grab a few
to have with her tea.
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