Flashbacks instantly
Of the family around the table
Forks clanking
Soda fizzing
Sweet, savory, tart.
Plates full
Stomachs full
Hearts full.
Same seats always,
Papa to my left
Grandma to his left
Mom, Dad, Jess.
One bite
Flashbacks
To simpler days
Different days
Sweet.
One bite as I stand in my kitchen
“It’s a little dry. Next week we’ll get it right.”
As my thoughts trail back to that dining room table.
