Milly Brown's Lunch
bread moist from having
just thawed on the little chair.
jam warm from being in the
pantry for a couple of months
sticky on the doorknob.
peanut butter gooey and thick
all over the table.
milk spilled haphazardly across the floor.
lunch time at Milly Brown's today.
lunch time and no food on her plate.
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