kitchen smells slowly meander
throughout the rooms
feeling their way along,
riding heat currents upwards
towards the other floors,
inside the other rooms
carrying scents of breakfast
to the tenants of the house,
whose day began before
light broke through windows,
exposing their views and
points of interests while
dressing for work or
their love making, ignored
by daily preparations...
an unwavering desire to be
first at the table...
first for the stove warmth
for the hot food and
pleasant conversations
before the cruelty begins.
December 8, 2025
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