The Biscuit Eater Poem by Leslie Philibert

The Biscuit Eater



from outside a nest of light
warm with steam and quilt
and slippers worn with steps;
a kitchen ship with dad crunching

when I think of this
i nearly say i miss you

Thursday, February 22, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: family life
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