Frying Fish
The bare trees against the gray sky
seem like sculpture in a dream
as he sits on the sofa
scribbling in a small notebook,
the aroma of sizzling fish in a pan on the stove across the room in the kitchenette
reminds him of carefree childhood
in his mother’s kitchen.
Soon it will be summer.
The End
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