Mingling with the Moon
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buns never tasted better
When you come visit from Mozambique, which most all my family do, you bring peanuts. And they always get split up accordingly, between whoever is around. It’s really not the thought that counts here, it’s the peanuts. It must be a gift for the monkeys. Because I always find myself eating them most enjoyably out of a reused plastic packet when they've been in the cupboard since Christmas and its finally their time to shine as the reliable snack that they are. And I always reluctantly pull them out of my pants to share with the friends I’ve just made in front of a bonfire with the best egg bun you’ve ever tasted. Sometimes it is you and your cousin you just forgot the name of, or that new friend from the bus, whose name you’ve also forgotten, but when the peanuts go around, you can be assured smiles of satisfaction are due too. And in my best memories, with the best eggs you’ve ever tasted.
By Mingling with the Moon 2 years ago in Humans
come here, cry beloved, for the country
A letter to the heart, Dear heart, A warning: you are going to cry A correction. Sorry, this is not a warning, please excuse me as I unravel all the things I have been taught to think. I have too, like the Little Prince whose name I do not know, been around too many adults and they have confused my thinking. But you, my dear, you child of the world, you are a child at heart. And so, may we take this moment to return.
By Mingling with the Moon 2 years ago in Poets
The women who wash the windows
To the mothers who raised me while they washed my windows: what I have not yet said to you is: THANK YOU In the mornings, the baths would be drawn and my sister and I would get in at the same time. In the mornings, the woman with brown and white and slightly yellowed hands would cut and then squeeze the oranges, pour it into the glass that was never big enough and was somehow her fault, and then her responsibility in the slightly later mornings, to fill it up again. From an empty cup. And out breath.
By Mingling with the Moon 2 years ago in Families