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Stone Driveway
Read more: Stone DrivewayI would test the lineWith a toe.Were the rocks really as sharp as I remembered?Would they bite as deep as last time?A deep breath, a dive.Move fast,Perhaps it won’t hurt as much this time. Then,The coolness of grass.A softness, refreshing, soothing bruised skin.Until I was called to cross again. ©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef
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Egg Salad
Read more: Egg SaladA crunch to spoil theCreamy texture I spread thick.Celery, too much. ©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef
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Grandma’s Somethings
Read more: Grandma’s SomethingsSomething she needed. Gathering sticks with a clackity clack.
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Reservoir of Tears
Read more: Reservoir of TearsReservoir of tears aqueduct of word release an angry flood meaning becomes blurred
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Red Lollypop
Read more: Red LollypopI think I want a red one. Wrapped in plastic. Sticky sugar treat.
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Leftover Pizza
Read more: Leftover PizzaLike pizza fresh from the oven A melding of flavors, a comforting texture In the moment Satisfying
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Biscuits
Read more: BiscuitsBiscuits, sad, lonely.Creamy middle licked away.Left on table tray. ©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef
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Purple Stain
Read more: Purple StainThis one shrivelled.That one plump.In a rush as I sort the circles. Pluck a stem,one is smashed,mold has grown.Remove before decay infeststhe rest. Tip toeing throughmy morning test of time economy. Juice runspurple and sweetness.Marking the edge of fingerprints. Box packedwith noon time edibles.Ready for the day.Wave goodbye.The purple stain remains. ©2021 Mary Grace van…
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It Would
Read more: It WouldIt came skippingin exuberance unchecked.A child with something to say. It left,deflated.Dismissed by the one it would engage, and aged. ©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef
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