pie
made your lips smack,
your cheeks
curl
with the twang of it,
your mouth watered
before
the first bite was
taken.
it was tart and sweet.
the meringue
floating
on the top, her home
made crust,
a secret, of course
held it all together.
everything stopped
when she set it
on the table.
with a smile on her
face, then she took
it upon herself
to make the first cut.
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