made banana bread...reminder of my grammy...it's her recipe
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| grammy's banana bread |
my grammy lived near the ocean
and the kennebec river
and the kennebec river
a lilac bush beside her door
I remember...
banana bread
I remember...
banana bread
a gas stove smell
lard melting, donuts frying
knittin’ mittens
with swollen knuckles
dealin' solitare
fog rollin’ in off the sea
and walkin' up the street
left, round the corner
to ‘ot’s house.

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