Surprise, surprise... while my beloved is exponentially more skilled than me in the kitchen, he is equally as clumsy and accident-prone as I. His stand mixer decided to fight back one day a few months ago, and the result was a lot of laughter and a good image for a tiny poem.
Powdered sugar smoke floats
past a worn door, framing
a glittering spiderweb
in the afternoon sun.
April 10, 2011
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Sunday, April 10, 2011
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