My mother packed eggs sunny side up,
Spam slices golden-browned to perfection
tucked into my lunchbox.
Tag: three poems
THREE POEMS – Hannah Bishop
braid me yes plait me
no plate me
don’t make me
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My mother packed eggs sunny side up,
Spam slices golden-browned to perfection
tucked into my lunchbox.
braid me yes plait me
no plate me
don’t make me