My mother packed eggs sunny side up,
Spam slices golden-browned to perfection
tucked into my lunchbox.
Tag: susan moon
My Unsung Sheroes – Susan Moon
Just a spoonful satisfyingly sears on the way down, tickling all the microvilli on its magic school bus trip through the body. A taste so tangy, a flavor so fearless. Anything but diluted, the way I’d always told myself to be.
