Nanny’s Georgia peach kitchen Fog the same consistency as one cup of half-and-half My sweat congealing in the valleys of my palms Nanny showing me to slice onions from front to back Listening to boiling potatoes hiss Sprinkling basil leaves onto lily pads of fat Measuring off ham into streamers of pink and white marble Adding lots of cheddar Locking it into tupperware Carrying it home to my sick mother Feeding her the medicine of her own childhood Remembering the recipe for my own children ✱✱✱
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