How to Make Waffles

How to Make Waffles

By Eva Allison

The whisking hands must be filled with age and

veins that peek through large and loose arms. Hands that 

held both granddaughters close. It’s box mix, but it never

tastes as good as when it’s served in this kitchen,

California sun painting our skin awake.

The recipe requires a waffle maker older than

my childhood, black and slick. Place the batter,

watch for burns, take out, repeat. Cut into fourths

and serve to the younger mouths

who are unaware that soon, nothing will

ever taste so good. That soon, the California hills,

this house, will be etched in ink in the tops of 

their hearts. Him, at the top of the mountain,

quiet. Listening to the hummingbirds.

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