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Pastries MAG

March 18, 2009
By Michelle Surka GOLD, Hopkinton, Massachusetts
Michelle Surka GOLD, Hopkinton, Massachusetts
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My mother
Bakes her memories
into pastries
We eat them sweet
And we know how the city smelled
How she laughed
How her diaries burned
How the plane soared away from anything she knew
And here, we add more sugar
Because tasting her sadness is too too
Bitter for suburban tongues.

The author's comments:
About my mother, who sacrificed more for me and my future than I am often willing to admit.

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on Jul. 9 2009 at 3:14 am
despurlock DIAMOND, Morgantown, West Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
"The heart has its reasons which reason does not know." -Pascal, Pensees, 1670

Wow, that is truly touching and beautiful. A pure work of art. I love it. Great job!