Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Floodgate

It was a Tuesday.  
Minding my own business,
when the floodgate opened. 

Making pork chops,
phone call with my sister.
"Mom used to make that."

She did,
except when she didn't.
I did it then.

She was sick.
I was eight.
I had forgotten all about it.

I learned laundry that year, too.
Life's lessons coated in Shake 'n' Bake.


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