dill and pork chops

We’ll come home soon.

Apples are sweet there, and I don’t forget things as easy.

I wash the dishes. I fold laundry. I read the newspaper.

I remember what it was like when I was small.

I make sure the dry cleaning came in,

buy lemons and beer and dill and pork chops for dinner.

This is what I imagine something like the truth that will be.

© 2015 Anna-Christina Betekhtin, All Rights Reserved.

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