A taste of childhood in every spoonful of cake, I take my time chewing the food in my mouth. Savoring every flavor and with each bite it brings back a certain memory for when I was less than a decade old. Harboring between nostalgia and anticipation, I let these feelings overlap in my stomach and wash it down with a bowl of bitter coffee.

♥ Jan 8th at 3PM / tagged: cake. coffee. poetry. food. writing. a fable in photos. / reblog
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