Nostalgia

BLAST from car’s bass rattles my

SKULL. Kids these days.

VAUNT the good old days when youth paid

LIEGE to their elders, like I did. Oh wait…

Not dissimilar

‘ALIKE as two peas in a pod,’ as she dons her
APRON, readying herself to peel the boxes of
FRUIT, staring at me and my daughters from
UNDER eyelashes soft and long. ‘Them eyes.’