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... Continue Reading →
Blue Gatorade
As I drink my blue Gatorade I taste the memories I taste your smile Your spaghetti sauce bubbling on the stove Your laugh Your pink lipstick. As I drink my blue Gatorade I'm eight again Hunched over at your kitchen table Scribbling pictures on your scrap paper As I drink your blue Gatorade. ... Continue Reading →
Rebecca DiFabbio 