Daughter asks:
‘What we havin’
For breakfast–
OH I LOVE
Cornbread!’
She interrupts herself and I find
I am
Her
and
My mother
and Me
Now
And years passed
All at once.

Author: Elizabeth

Demand poet, journalist, content writer, photographer. Analog meets digital. Outspoken, curious, bored, always singing, opinionated, thought full, wild. Iowa, Kansas City, London. Connecticut.

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