splashed onto the concrete,
I was not surprised
plucking a white seed, my pointer and thumb
slick with slime
and I remembered –
the aroma of toasting seeds filled the kitchen,
her necklace needed adjusting,
my tiny hands guided it back in its rightful place,
she brushed my long hair each night –
counting each stroke like a lullaby,
until smooth to my pink fingertips
that was a time ago,
October is gone,
slipping goodbye –
teeth sugar coated – heels worn – make-up smeared –
No one notices November.
She doesn’t wear a mask
but I guess that’s what people want,
a painted smile and a seamless lie.
my breath drains from me like an ethereal being
as I drive my hands deeper into my pockets.
I am going to be late,
it was supposed to be two weeks sooner.
My heavy boots clunk against the concrete
as I shuffle – crossing the road,
I double take
There, jammed against the curb –
muddy, torn, bent and exhausted
is a pair of fallen angel wings.
Happy November 1st.
makes 6 muffins
for the muffins . . .
¼ cup all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
¼ teaspoon salt
2 teaspoons cinnamon
2 teaspoons nutmeg
3 TBS milk
¼ cup sugar
for the coating . . .
3 TBS butter, melted
¼ cup sugar
what TO DO
in a small bowl . . .
combine flour, baking powder, salt, cinnamon & nutmeg
in a larger bowl . . .
add milk & sugar
add dry ingredients in 3 parts
stir thoroughly, but don’t over stir!
in muffin pan . . .
generously butter pan
pour batter into pan, evenly dividing into 6 muffins
in the oven . . .
preheat 375 F
bake for 15 – 20 mins. (until the tops are golden brown)
after baking . . .
dip/roll/drench muffin in butter
dip/roll/toss muffin in sugar