#breakfast for dinner
Brisket hash
I miss the way
my Grandma said supper
salty-sweet memories,
dripping syrup,
melted butter
Written too early
for the evening hour,
her words ran away with the dish,
the spoon, and The Brave Little Toaster!
And this is where our memories begin,
pouring pancake batter with you at 9 PM
biscuits
gravy
cheddar
sliced ham
stealing kisses in the cereal aisle
before they lock us in
Dunkin’ donut smiles,
muffins, mittens, neon signs
Eggo in the moon
we rise and shine
at twilight.
-breakfast for dinner
