Sunday, March 12, 2017

Cake Winner, or How Father Learns His Boys

father steps outdoors
stands in the yard
looks up

arms wide
palms to heaven
as the crumbs drop

in his eyes
as if on a road
in a Massachusetts’

blizzard building 
until he can’t see
the batter

his eyeballs pack
which he brings back

to show us
what cake looks like
before it becomes

from the morsels
falling off tabletops

one for me
one for my brother
to see 

with his eyes
how easy it is
to win a bite

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