dad would make<\/p>\n
sourdough bread<\/p>\n
twice a week<\/p>\n
and I’d always beg<\/p>\n
for the hardened ends<\/p>\n
crispy, still steaming warm<\/p>\n
melting anything spread<\/p>\n
on top, and I’d always<\/p>\n
eat it plain to savor<\/p>\n
the cloud of taste left<\/p>\n
by the crust<\/p>\n
nowadays dad does<\/p>\n
not bake anymore but he<\/p>\n
still forms atmosphere<\/p>\n
in the house by placing the needle<\/p>\n
on every record he<\/p>\n
decides to play on the<\/p>\n
vintage record player once belonging<\/p>\n
to my grandmother<\/p>\n
whenever the beat<\/p>\n
gets too intense I’ll see his eyes<\/p>\n
turn periwinkle to forget-me-not<\/p>\n
face turn<\/p>\n
sunflower to daisy<\/p>\n
hands turn<\/p>\n
lily to geranium<\/p>\n
dad becomes common<\/p>\n
in grief, another broken man<\/p>\n
walking to a grave of a person<\/p>\n
who would not have let him cry<\/p>\n
dad knows how to make good sourdough<\/p>\n
keep a batch of it behind<\/p>\n
to put into the next attempt at bread<\/p>\n
and to save spoonfuls of the next dough, also<\/p>\n
that is how he rembers grandma<\/p>\n
throws a spoonful of grief<\/p>\n
into every day like it’ll make it more digestible<\/p>\n
like he’ll be able to bake<\/p>\n
bread from it for a long time<\/p>\n
if only he can make it last.<\/p>\n
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