Bread by C Alexis

Her hands knead dough into submission Muscles ripple beneath her forearm length Fingers folding, flattening, forming  Love shaped into crusty loaves left to cool As if nana’s spirit rises now Upward spirals of scented steaminess  An aromatic kiss, caressing Building a bridge from a scrawled recipe Each bite, every morsel, one slice A hug —...

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C Alexis
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