Monday, January 2, 2012

crumbs

Crumbs from cinnamon raisin toast, left a moment too long in the toaster, dot the small white plate. Black crumbs, brown crumbs. Big, tiny. Clumped, solo. But no Virgin Mary.
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3 comments:

  1. teriJanuary 2, 2012 at 9:52 PM

    Your stone is perfect. And I am sure if you turn your toast just so Mary would show up.

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  2. UnknownJanuary 4, 2012 at 12:23 AM

    What a great ending. I didn't see that coming! Excellent.

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  3. -kJanuary 6, 2012 at 5:15 PM

    Helen, teri - thanks for your kind words!

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